| Well, I got a hen that lays hard boiled eggs
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| There’s a pig in the pen that’s just a ham with four legs
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| The cows need a-milking and the chickens ain’t been fed
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| My rooster’s waking up
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| You just lay around in bed
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| I crow all night about it but baby you won’t
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| ‘Cause when I cock-a-doodle do
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| You cock-a-doodle don’t
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| I cock-a-doodle do
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| And you cock-a-doodle don’t
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| I crow all night about it but baby you won’t
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| Just a little cock-a-doodling will do just fine
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| But you’re driving me out of my cock-a-doodling mind
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| I crow all night about it but baby you won’t
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| ‘Cause I cock-a-doodle do
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| And you cock-a-doodle don’t
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| There used to be a time when I cock a doodle dooed
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| The chicks would come a-running and the cows would all moo
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| The fox is in the hen house and the feathers start to fly
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| There is a ruckus in the barn when I come strutting by
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| At five o’clock each morning the cock would start to crow
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| I would have flown the coop but how was I to know
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| I cock-a-doodle do
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| And you cock-a-doodle don’t
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| I crow all night about it but baby you won’t
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| Just a little cock-a-doodling will do just fine
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| But you’re driving me out of my cock-a-doodling mind
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| I crow all night about it but baby you won’t
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| ‘Cause I cock-a-doodle do
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| And you cock-a-doodle don’t
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| The corn in the field is blowing in the breeze
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| And the leaves are all gone on the cottonwood trees
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| I can’t plow the dirt ‘cause it’s dry as a bone
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| And that run down shack is the place I call home
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| I’d live in the barn but baby you won’t
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| ‘Cause I cock-a-doodle do
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| You cock-a-doodle don’t
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| I cock-a-doodle do
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| And you cock-a-doodle don’t
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| I crow all night about it but baby you won’t
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| Just a little cock-a-doodling will do just fine
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| But you’re driving me out of my cock-a-doodling mind
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| I crow all night about it but baby you won’t
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| ‘Cause I cock-a-doodle do
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| And you cock-a-doodle don’t |