| Lyrics: | 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
I asked MacDonald for her hand
And pop, he
hollered |
