Ol' Mac Donald
Ol MacDonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo. And on this farm there was a chick, the purdiest 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-yi-ee-yi-ooo. And, oh, this chick she had a walk, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo. And how this walk would drive em wild, swingin to and fro. With a little wiggle here and a little wiggle there, Man this chicks had wiggles to spare. Ol Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo. When she went walkin in the town, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo, 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-yi-ee-yi-ooo. There was a barn dance Saturday night, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo. And the fellas came from miles around just to see her do-see-do. With a promenade here and a promenade there, At a square dance boy, This chick was no square. Ol Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo. I used to be a travelin man, eeeee-yi-ooo. 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-yi-ee-yi-ooo. This farmers daughter knocked me out, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo. I asked Macdonald for her hand and Pappy hollered: go. With a little curve here and a little curve there, A goll dang here and a gosh darn there, A do-see-do here and a promenade there, Got my own private county fair. That Ol Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-oo ii-ooooooo.
Written by: ALAN BERGMAN, LEW SPENCE, MARILYN BERGMAN
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