Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
A little boy got out of bed—’Twas only six o’clock—And out the window poked his headAnd spied a crowing cock.The little boy said, “Mr. Bird,Pray tell me, who are you?”And all the answer that he heardWas, “Cock-a-doodle-doo!”
A little boy got out of bed—’Twas only six o’clock—And out the window poked his headAnd spied a crowing cock.The little boy said, “Mr. Bird,Pray tell me, who are you?”And all the answer that he heardWas, “Cock-a-doodle-doo!”
A little boy got out of bed—’Twas only six o’clock—And out the window poked his headAnd spied a crowing cock.The little boy said, “Mr. Bird,Pray tell me, who are you?”And all the answer that he heardWas, “Cock-a-doodle-doo!”
A little boy got out of bed—
’Twas only six o’clock—
And out the window poked his head
And spied a crowing cock.
The little boy said, “Mr. Bird,
Pray tell me, who are you?”
And all the answer that he heard
Was, “Cock-a-doodle-doo!”