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The day the great explorer cameThe countess slapped the kitchen maidAnd snapped at her, "Bring the plates out faster!"The count sneered down as he surveyedThe table flush and fully laidHe always was a mean and vicious masterAnd all of Barcelona, quick and heaving, thick with throngStretched to see Columbus as his train just inched alongThe day the great explorer came, they shouted out his blessed name, hurrah!He dined between the king and queenThe admiral of the ocean seasI do believe they named him governorHe spoke of spice and sweet perfumeOf golden flowers, heavy bloomJealously, the count and countess hoveredWith every new delight described, the count was seen to wince"In my own house, he dares to spout his brazen arrogance"He dined between the king and queen, the viceroy of Indians, hurrah!"Don Christopher, do tell me please,Was it really such a feat?"The count spit out to looks wonder"A voyage of, what, five short weeks?Letras de cancionesOne any man could lead with easeFor this, these trinkets and this plunder"He tried to hide his greedy eyes that sparkled cruel and coldFor he, like all of Spain, could only see that fate of gold"Don Christopher, do tell me please, do tell me," hurrah!The great explorer shook his headAnd called out for a pantry eggThe challenge, make it stay uprightWhen all had tried and all had failedHe lopped the tip right off the shellAnd stood it as the table roared out in delightBut now that I've showed you exactly how it's done,Any fool could manage easily enoughThe great explorer shook his head; he shook his head, hurrah! From Letras Mania