Kimberly Jordan and Celtic Thunder - A Place in the Choir lyrics

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Kimberly Jordan:

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,

Celtic Thunder:

Some just clap their hands, or paws,

Or anything they got now

All:

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’ve got now

Keith Harkin:

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.

Kimberly:

I can hear the bunny rabbits stomping their feet

While the furry panda bears hit bamboo to the beat

And the dolphins squeak to get fish for a treat

Jumping up and over the seas.

Colm Keegan:

Further from the oceans, the crabs click their claws

As rattlesnakes shake their rattles in the cause

Of trouble made-up by the tiger’s jaws

Snapping right upon the shelf

Neil Byrne:

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.

All:

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’ve got now

Ryan Kelly:

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.

George Donaldson:

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

Where the bullfrog croaks and the hippopotamus

Moans and groans with a big to do

And the old cow just goes moo.

All:

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’ve got now

It's a simple song a little song everywhere

By the ox and the fox and the grizzly bear,

The dopey alligator and the hawk above,

The sly old weasel and the turtle dove.

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’ve got now

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’ve got now

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

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Thanks to Kimberly