Maria

Sound of Music-MARIA

She climbs a tree

And scrapes her knee

Her dress has got a tear.

She waltzes on her way to mass

And whistles on the stair.

And underneath her wimpole

She has curlers in her hair!

I even herad her singing in the abbey.

She's always late for chapel,

But her penitence is real.

She's always late for everything,

Except for every meal.

I hate to have to say it,

But I very firmly feel

Maria's not an asset to the abbey!

I'd like to say a word in her behalf.

Maria makes me laugh!

How do you solve a problem like Maria?

How do you catch a cloud and bring it down?

How do you find a word that means Maria?

A flibberti gibbet!

A willo' the wisp!

A clown!

Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her,

Many a thing she ought to understand.

But how do you make her stay

And listen to all you say,

How do you keep a wave upon the sand?

Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?

How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?

When I'm dazed and confused,

Out of focus and bemused,

And I never know exactly where I am.

Unpredictable as weather,

She's as flighty as a feather,

She's a darling,

She's a demon,

She's a lamb.

She'd out-pester any pest,

Drive a hornet from his nest,

She could throw a whirling dervish Out of whirl.

She is gentle,

She is wild,

She's a riddle.

She's a child.

She's a headache!

She's an angel!

She's a girl.

How do you solve a problem like Maria?

How do you catch a clown and pin it down?

How do you find a word that means Maria?

A flibberti gibbet!

A willo' the wisp!

A clown!

Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her,

Many a thing she ought to understand.

But how do you make her say,

And listen to all you say?

How do you keep a wave upon the sand?

Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?

How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?