On the fifteenth of May
In the jungle of Nool
In the heat of the day
In the cool of the pool

He was splashing, Splashs
Enjoying the jungle's great joys
When Horton, the elephant
Horton, the elephant
Horton, the elephant
Heard a small noise
Help, help

So Horton stopped splashing
He looked toward the sound
That's funny
Thought Horton
There's no one around

Then he heard it again
Just a very faint yelp
As if some tiny person were calling for help
Help, help

'I'll help you', Said Horton
But who are you and where?
He looked and he looked
He could see nothing there
But a small speck of dust
Blowing past through the air

I say, how confusing, I've never heard tell
Of a small speck of dust that is able to yell
So you know what I think?
I think that there must be someone
On top of that small speck of dust

Some poor little person
Who's shaking with fear
That he'll blow in the pool
He has no way to steer
He's alone in the universe

I'll just have to save him
Because after all
A person's a person, no matter how small
A person's a person no matter how small

So, gently and using
The greatest of care
The elephant stretched
His great trunk through the air
And he lifted the dust speck
And carried it over and placed it down safe
On a very soft clover