[Intro - Spoken]
By a pond with a plip and a plop,
little Frog liked to hop, hop, hop.
Little Duck liked to waddle and wiggle.
He’d quack and splash and giggle.

[Verse 1 - Spoken/Sung]
Then one bright day — blue, blue, blue —
a Big Blue Dog came padding through.
He had flop-soft ears and a great big grin
and a waggy tail that swished like wind.

[Verse 2 - Playful]
Duck said, “Quack! Come play our way!”
Frog said, “Hop! It’s a splendid day!”
Dog tried a hop.
Dog tried a stop.
Dog made a BOOF-BUMP-FLOP!

[Verse 3 - Gentle]
Duck could not hop.
He could only sway.
Frog could not waddle
the Duck-y way.
Dog could not do either — not even a bit.
He was too big so he could only sit

[Verse 4 - Soft]
Duck felt small.
Frog felt odd.
Dog felt sad.
with a quiet sob

“Perhaps,” sighed Dog, with a droopy nod,
“I’m too blue and too big and too odd.”

[Chorus]
Duck said, “Nope.”
Frog said, “Nope.”
Then Frog gave Dog a hopeful hope.

“Different feet,” said Frog, “different beat.
Not every friend does every feat.”

[Verse 5 - Bouncy]
So Duck tried waddling round the shore.
Swish-swish steps across the floor.
Frog tried hopping lily to log.
Boing-boing bounce.
And what did Dog?

[Verse 6 - Lift]
Dog could lope.

Not hop.
Not sway.
Not waddle in a Duck-ish way.

But lope he could with a breezy stride —
big blue paws in a rolling glide.

[Chorus]
“Different feet, different beat,”
said Duck with a happy peep.
“Different legs, different leaps,”
said Frog from a rock so steep.

“Different size, different stride,”
said Dog, beaming wide with pride.

[Verse 7 - Adventure]
Then the wind went whooo through the trees.
A red kite flew off in the breeze.
Duck was too small.
Frog was too low.
But Big Blue Dog was ready to go.

[Verse 8 - Fast and Fun]
Dog loped fast with a flip-flap-flap.
Frog cried, “This way!” with a map-map-map.
Duck called, “Quack! It’s near the reeds!”
Each friend used different gifts and speeds.

[Bridge - Warm]
They caught the kite by the silver pond.
Then smiled at one another, fond.

Duck could waddle.
Frog could hop.
Dog could lope with a flippy flop.

[Final Chorus - Big Singalong]
And from that day, when they would meet,
they’d clap and chant:

“Different feet, different beat!
That’s what makes our friendship sweet.”

“Different feet, different beat!
That’s what makes our friendship sweet.”