Bert's alone in bed, Ernie's bed is empty and Bert says:



This is great! Ernie's sleeping over at The Count's tonight so I have the place all to myself. For once, I know he's not going to wake me up. No surprises, just peace and quiet. I'll just settle in under my blanket and go to sleep.



Music starts playing



Perhaps I spoke too soon!



Door opens and sheep start coming in the room



Sheep: Baaa, come on he's not asheep yet!

We just thought you might like to know where your blanket came from.



Bert: My blanket? I know where my blanket came from!



Sheep: A blanket begins in a faraway place

Where skies are blue and there's lots of space

The nights are cold and we sleep outside

To keep warm and toasty we grow hair on our hide

But when spring comes round the weather is warm

A thick woolly coat loses all of its charm

We're itchy and hot 'till the rancher arrives

To give us each a haircut and brighten up our lives

He grabs a big bag and he gathers the wool

And he stuffs and he crams 'till the bags are full

He throws 'em on the truck 'till it's piled up high

Then he climbs into the driver's seat and says "goodbye"



That's the story of Bert's blanket

That's the story of Bert's blanket

That's the story of Bert's blanket



Bert: Hey sheep! Hey sheep, aren't ya going to tell what happens next?



Sheep: Oh so I suppose someone waves a magic wand and POOF!

Our wool turns into a blanket and lands on your beeeeeed



Bert: Nooooo, that's not what happens to your wool. Now listen,

It goes to a mill before it lands in bed

'Cause it's gotta be twirled into long strong thread

Then it's gotta