“Summer at the Burrow”
To the tune of Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da by the Beatles.

Harry:
Summer at the Burrow, there’s no better place.
Molly’s cooking with a charmed pan.
Arthur comes back home with his kind, happy face
“Hello, my Weasleys,” says and his kids say “Hello, dad!”

Privet Drive is not right, I prefer here
With the Weasleys life’s much fun.
Privet Drive is not right, I prefer here
With the Weasleys life’s much fun.

Arthur takes the kids to Diagon Alley,
First stop: Gringott’s, the wizarding bank.
Buys his kids some second-hand school books
And from the brooms store he drags Ron and me away.

Privet Drive is not right, I prefer here
With the Weasleys life’s much fun.

In a couple of days I’m at Hogwarts
Home sweet home
With the Weasley kids waving from the train
At Arthur and Molly Weasley.

Happy at the Burrow on those summer days
Arthur lets the children lend a hand.
Molly sends us in the garden for degnoming
And then some Quidditch in a nearby hidden place.

Privet Drive is not right, I prefer here
With the Weasleys life’s much fun.
Privet Drive is not right, I prefer here
With the Weasleys life’s much fun.

In a couple of days we’ll leave Weasleys’
Home sweet home
In a couple of days I will say goodbye
To Arthur and Molly Weasley.

Happy, shortly after, back at Hogwarts School
We will meet the other Gryffindors.
Classes all together and lots of homework
And in the evening lots of fun in the common room.

Privet Drive is not right, I prefer here
With the Weasleys life’s much fun.
Privet Drive is not right, I prefer here
With the Weasleys life’s much fun.

And if I want some fun – Hey Burrow, Here I come.

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