Ol' MacDonald

Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O And on this farm there was a chick, the prettiest chick I know With a little curve here and a little curve there This chick, she had curves everywhere Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O And oh, this chick she had to walk, E-I-E-I-O And how this walk would drive 'em wild, swinging to and 'fro With a little wiggle here and a little wiggle there Man this chick had wiggles to spare Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O When she went walking into town, E-I-E-I-O The local gentry popped their eyes, tarnation what a show With a goldang here and a goshdarn there Heavens to Betsy, I do declare Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O There was a barn dance Saturday night, E-I-E-I-O And the fellows came from miles around just to see her dosey-do With a promenade here and a promenade there At a square dance, boy, this chick was no square Ol' MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O I used to be a travelling man, E-I-O Until I hit MacDonald's place, things were mighty slow With a little chick here and a little chick there I didn't have a real chick anywhere Ol' MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O This farmer's daughter knocked me out, E-I-E-I-O, aha I asked MacDonald for her hand and pop, he hollered "Go" With a little curve here and a little wiggle there A goldang here and a goshdarn there A dosey-do here and a promenade there Got my own private county fair 'Cause ol' MacDonald had a farm, E-I-O-I-O