Old Macdonald (Letra)

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(words & music by randy starr)
Old macdonald had a farm, ee-i-ee-i-o
And on that farm he had some chicks, ee-i-ee-i-o
With a cluck, cluck here, a cluck, cluck there
Loud as they could be
And when those chicks got out of line
Chicken fricasse
With a cluck, cluck here, a cluck, cluck there
Loud as they could be
And when those chicks got out of line
Chicken fricasse

Well, old macdonald had a farm, ee-i-ee-i-o
And on that farm he had some cows, ee-i-ee-i-o
With a moo, moo here, a moo, moo there
Cattle everywhere
And when those cows got out of line
Hamburger, medium rare
With a moo, moo here, a moo, moo there
Cattle everywhere
And when those cows got out of line
Hamburger, medium rare

Ohh, well, old macdonald had a farm, ee-i-ee-i-o
And on that farm he had some pigs, ee-i-ee-i-o
With an oink, oink here, an oink, oink there
Pigs everywhere in sight
And when those pigs got out of line
Pork and beans at night
With an oink, oink here, an oink, oink there
Pigs everywhere in sight
And when those pigs got out of line
Pork and beans at night

Well i’m goona have a farm one day, ee-i-e-i-o
And i’ll do things mcdonalds way, ee-i-e-i-o
With a cluck, cluck here, a cluck, cluck there
A moo, moo here, a moo, moo there
An oink, oink here, an oink, oink there
And i can promise you
If those animals ever get out of line
We’ll have a mulligan stew
How about you?

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Old Macdonald (Letra)

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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 "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-e-i-o

Old Macdonald (Letra)

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Ol’ macdonald had a farm ee-eye-ee-eye-oh
And on this farm there was a chick purtiest chick
I know with a little curve here
And a little curve there this chick,
She had curves everywhere
Ol’ macdonald had a farm ee-eye-ee-eye-oh

And oh, this chick, she had a walk ee-eye-ee-eye-oh
And how this walk would drive em wild swingin’ to
And fro with a little wiggle here
And a little wiggle there man,
This chick had moves to spare
Ol’ macdonald had a farm ee-eye-ee-eye-oh

When she went walking into town ee-eye-ee-eye-oh
The local gentry popped their eyes tarnation!
What a show!
With a gol-dang here
And a gosh darn there
Heavens to betsy, i do declare!
Ol’ macdonald had a farm ee-eye-ee-eye-oh

There was a barn dance saturday night ee-eye-ee-eye-oh
And fellas came from miles around just to see her do-si-do
With a promenade here, and a promenade there at a square-dance,
Man, this chick’s no square
Ol’ macdonald had a farm ee-eye-ee-eye-oh

I used to be a travelin’ man eeeee-eyeee–oh
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 ee-eye-ee-eye-oh

This farmer’s daughter knocked me out ee-eye-ee-eye-oh
I asked macdonald for her hand
And he hollered go with a little curve here
And a little wiggle there a gol-dang here
And a gosh darn there a do-si-do here
And a promenade there
I got my own private county fair
Ol’ macdonald had a farm ee-eye-ohhh hi- aaay

Ol’ macdonald had a farm ee-eye-ohhh hi- aaay

That’s right, macdonald! it’s all or nothin’, baby!