Weathercock, up on the steeple,Flap your wings and crow!Weathercock, plenty of peopleSay that you can’t, you know.But I know better! I hear you,And Johnny Boy hears you, too,When you think that there’s no one near you,Cry “Cock-a-doo-doodle-do!”
Weathercock, up on the steeple,Flap your wings and crow!Weathercock, plenty of peopleSay that you can’t, you know.But I know better! I hear you,And Johnny Boy hears you, too,When you think that there’s no one near you,Cry “Cock-a-doo-doodle-do!”
Weathercock, up on the steeple,Flap your wings and crow!Weathercock, plenty of peopleSay that you can’t, you know.
Weathercock, up on the steeple,
Flap your wings and crow!
Weathercock, plenty of people
Say that you can’t, you know.
But I know better! I hear you,And Johnny Boy hears you, too,When you think that there’s no one near you,Cry “Cock-a-doo-doodle-do!”
But I know better! I hear you,
And Johnny Boy hears you, too,
When you think that there’s no one near you,
Cry “Cock-a-doo-doodle-do!”