Barnyard Symphony

Every morning at five o'clock
The farmer jumps out of bed
Washes up and ties his shoes
Puts his hat upon his head

And the chickens cluck
The horses neigh
The crickets go fiddle-ee-dee
The bullfrogs croak
The pigs oink oink
It's a barnyard symphony

The sun goes down, his work is done
The farmer gets into bed
And in his dreams he hears the sound
Of a barnyard in his head

And the chickens cluck [Cluck cluck cluck!]
The horses neigh [Neigh!]
The crickets go fiddle-ee-dee [Fiddle-ee-dee!]
The bullfrogs croak [Ribbit ribbit!]
Thе pigs oink oink [Oink oink oink!]
It's a barnyard symphony