All God's creatures got a place in the choir

Some sing low, and some sing higher,

Some sing out loud on the telephone wire,

Some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they

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Listen to the top where the little bird sings

On the melodies and the high notes ringing,

And the hoot owl cries over everything

And the blackbird disagrees.



Singing in the night time, singing in the day,

Where the little duck quacks, and he's on his way.

And the otter hasn't got much to say

And the porcupine talks to himself.

	

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Dogs and the cats they take up the middle

While the honeybee hums and the cricket fiddles,

The donkey brays and the pony neighs

And the old grey badger sighs.



Listen to the bass, it's the one on the bottom

Where the bullfrog croaks and the hippopotamus

Moans and groans with a big t'do

And the old cow just goes moo.



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It's a simple song a little song everywhere

By the ox and the fox and the grizzly bear,

The dopey alligator and the the hawk above,

The sly old weasel and the turtle dove.



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All God's creatures got a place in the choir.

                          Thanks to Keelin Raginty for correcting these lyrics