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 stairs And underneath her wimple she has curlers in her hair I've even heard 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 then say it Sister Margaretta Maria makes me laugh
How do you solve a problem like Maria? How do you catch a cloud and pin it down? How do you find the word that means Maria? A flibbertigibbet, a willow 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 with her I'm 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'll out pester any pest, drive a hornet from it's 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 cloud and pin it down? How do you find the word that means Maria? A flibbertigibbet, a willow 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?
Read more: THE SOUND OF MUSIC - MARIA (THE NUNS) LYRICS