Big Bad Voodoo Daddy - Old Macdonald
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!