Ain't Nobody Here but Us Chickens Songtext
von Pat Boone
Ain't Nobody Here but Us Chickens Songtext
One night farmer Brown was takin′ the air
Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care
Down in the henhouse something stirred
When he shouted who's there this is what he heard
There ain′t nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So calm yourself and stop that fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
We chickens tryin′ to sleep and you bust in
And hobble-hobble hobble-hobble with your chin
There ain′t nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
You′re stompin' around and shakin′ the ground
You're kickin′ up an awful dust
We chickens tryin' to sleep and you bust in
And hobble-hobble hobble-hobble it's a sin
Tomorrow is a busy day
We got things to do we got eggs to lay
We got ground to dig and worms to scratch
It takes a lot of sittin′ gettin′ chicks to hatch
Oh there ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain′t nobody here at all
So quite yourself and stop that fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
Kindly point that gun the other way
And hobble-hobble hobble-hobble hit the hay
And hobble-hobble hobble off and hit the hay
[ sax ]
Tomorrow is a busy day...
Oh there ain′t nobody here but us chickens...
Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care
Down in the henhouse something stirred
When he shouted who's there this is what he heard
There ain′t nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So calm yourself and stop that fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
We chickens tryin′ to sleep and you bust in
And hobble-hobble hobble-hobble with your chin
There ain′t nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
You′re stompin' around and shakin′ the ground
You're kickin′ up an awful dust
We chickens tryin' to sleep and you bust in
And hobble-hobble hobble-hobble it's a sin
Tomorrow is a busy day
We got things to do we got eggs to lay
We got ground to dig and worms to scratch
It takes a lot of sittin′ gettin′ chicks to hatch
Oh there ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain′t nobody here at all
So quite yourself and stop that fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
Kindly point that gun the other way
And hobble-hobble hobble-hobble hit the hay
And hobble-hobble hobble off and hit the hay
[ sax ]
Tomorrow is a busy day...
Oh there ain′t nobody here but us chickens...
Writer(s): Joan Whitney, Alex C. Kramer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com