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Title
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Here's luck to all my cocks and hens
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Singer
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Martin, Sarah Mrs.
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
The very first thing my mother bought me,
It was a hen, you may plainly see;
And every time I fed my hen,
I fed her under the tree.
Chorus
My hen went chick-chack,
My cock went cock-a-te-too;
Here's luck to all my cocks and hens,
And my cock-a-doodle-do.
Verse 2
The very next thing my mother bought me,
It was a duck, you may plainly see;
And every time I fed my duck,
I fed her under the tree.
Chorus
My duck went quack, quack,
My hen went chick-chack,
My cock went cock-a-te-too;
Here's luck to all my cocks and hens,
And my cock-a-doodle-do.
Verse 3
The very next thing my mother bought me,
It was a goose, you may plainly see;
And every time I fed my goose,
I fed her under the tree.
Chorus
My goose went swish-swash,
My duck went quack, quack,
My hen went chick-chack,
My cock went cock-a-te-too;
Here's luck to all my cocks and hens,
And my cock-a-doodle-do.
Verse 4
The very next thing my mother bought me,
It was a dog, you may plainly see;
And every time I fed my dog,
I fed her under the tree.
Chorus
My dog went bow-wow
My goose went swish-swash,
My duck went quack, quack,
My hen went chick-chack,
My cock went cock-a-te-too;
Here's luck to all my cocks and hens,
And my cock-a-doodle-do.
Verse 5
The very next thing my mother bought me,
It was a pig, you may plainly see;
And every time I fed my pig,
I fed her under the tree.
Chorus
My pig went grunt, grunt,
My dog went bow-wow
My goose went swish-swash,
My duck went quack, quack,
My hen went chick-chack,
My cock went cock-a-te-too;
Here's luck to all my cocks and hens,
And my cock-a-doodle-do.
Verse 6
The very next thing my mother bought me,
It was a sheep, you may plainly see;
And every time I fed my sheep,
I fed her under the tree.
Chorus
My sheep went baa, baa,
My pig went grunt, grunt,
My dog went bow-wow
My goose went swish-swash,
My duck went quack, quack,
My hen went chick-chack,
My cock went cock-a-te-too;
Here's luck to all my cocks and hens,
And my cock-a-doodle-do.
Verse 7
The very next thing my mother bought me,
It was a cow, you may plainly see;
And every time I fed my cow,
I fed her under the tree.
My cow went moo, moo,
My sheep went baa, baa,
My pig went grunt, grunt,
My dog went bow-wow
My goose went swish-swash,
My duck went quack, quack,
My hen went chick-chack,
My cock went cock-a-te-too;
Here's luck to all my cocks and hens,
And my cock-a-doodle-do.
Verse 8
The very last thing my mother bought me,
It was a horse, you may plainly see;
And every time I rode my horse,
I rode him all around the tree.
Chorus
My horse went neigh, neigh,
My cow went moo, moo,
My sheep went baa, baa,
My pig went grunt, grunt,
My dog went bow-wow
My goose went swish-swash,
My duck went quack, quack,
My hen went chick-chack,
My cock went cock-a-te-too;
Here's luck to all my cocks and hens,
And my cock-a-doodle-do.
