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Barnyard Jubilee

 

Well, I pulled the plug in my applejack jug

And I tipped her to the sky.

Took a hefty swig, started in to jig,

I’m feeling mighty spry.

Then I head for the barn with the jug in my arm

For to hide it there, you see,

When I opened up the door, in the middle of the floor

Was a barnyard jubilee!

 

Refrain:

Rooster's crowing, “Cock-a-doodle-oo-do!”

Old cow mooing, the pigs they chime in, too.

Tomcat meowing but he don’t mean no harm.

‘Cause the whole darn tribe, everything alive had a shindig in the barn.

 

Well, I head straight back to the kitchen shack

For to put myself to bed.

I says, says I, “I think I’ll die,

"I’m a little tetched in the head.”

In the middle of the night, I got an awful fright.

Mr. Devil called on me.

Then he hit me a smack then he takes me back

To that doggoned jubilee.

 

Refrain:

Rooster's crowing, “Cock-a-doodle-oo-do!”

Old cow mooing, the pigs they chime in, too.

Tomcat meowing but he don’t mean no harm.

‘Cause the whole darn tribe, everything alive had a shindig in the barn.

 

 

For permission to record Bob Nolan's music, contact: The Songwriter’s Guild of America

 

 

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