Brown/Ayer: King Chanticleer

When the Sun begins to rise,

And you see the light in the Eastern skies

you hear a rooster crow. No doubt you've often wondered why,

if you're waken'd by his morning cry;

The truth you ought to know.

 Down in the barnyard where all is still,

each day at dawn comes the call so shrill.

it echoes back from the neighboring hill

"I am King Chanticleer!,”

And when his mighty voice is heard

then every farmyard beast and bird,

you'll see will then appear.

Then comes a sight that will make you start answering calls come from everywhere,

see the animals gather there

to pay homage to their King!

Chorus

As they go 'round the barnyard, does the mighty cavalcade,

gorgeously arrayed, see them on parade!

Ah the animals assemble there,

as the black of day draws near.

And you'll see all the crickets, bees and birdies on the wing,

all begin to sing, hear the chorus ring!

All their voices raise as they acclaim the praise of Chanticleer!