A Place In The Choir

All God's creatures got a place in the choir Some sing low and some sing higher Some sing out loud on the telephone wires Some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they 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 wires Some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they got now Listen to the top where the little birds sing On the melodies and the high notes ringing And the hoot owl hollers over everything And the blackbird disagrees Singin' in the nighttime, singing in the day And 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 God's creatures got a place in the choir Some sing low and some sing higher Some sing out loud on the telephone wires Some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they got now 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 gray 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" All God's creatures got a place in the choir Some sing low and some sing higher Some sing out loud on the telephone wires Some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they got now It's a simple song of living sung everywhere By the ox and the fox and the grizzly gear The dopey alligator and the hawk above The sly old weasel and the turtledove All God's creatures got a place in the choir Some sing low and some sing higher Some sing out loud on the telephone wires Some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they 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 wires Some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they 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 wires Some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they got now All God's creatures got a place in the choir