Ol' MacDonald
Frank Sinatra

 - folk song updated by Keith,Spence and Bergman
   (#25 in 1960)


      Ol' MacDonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo.
      And on this farm there was a chick, the purdiest chick I know.
      With a little curve here and a little curve there
      This chick she had curves everywhere,
      Ol' MacDonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo.

      And, oh, this chick she had a walk, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo.
      And how this walk would drive 'em wild, swingin' to and fro.
      With a little wiggle here and a little wiggle there,
      Man this chicks had wiggles to spare.
      Ol' Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo.

      When she went walkin' in the town, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo,
      the local gentry popped their eyes, tarnation, what a show.
      With a gol dang here and a gosh darn there,
      Heaven's to Betsy, I do declare!
      Ol' Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo.

      There was a barn dance saturday night, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo.
      And the fellas came from miles around just to see her do-see-do.
      With a promenade here and a promenade there, At a square dance boy,
      this chick was no square. Ol' Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo.

      I used to be a travelin' man, eeeee-yi-ooo.
      Until I hit MacDonald's place things were mighty slow.
      With a little chick here and a little chick there,
      I didn't have a real chick anywhere.
      Ol' Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo.

      This farmer's daughter knocked me out, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo. (Ah -hah!) 
      I asked Macdonald for her hand and Pappy hollered: "go". 
      With a little curve here and a little curve there, 
      A goll dang here and a gosh darn there, 
      A do-see-do here and a promenade there, 
      Got my own private county fair. 
      That Ol' Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-oo ii-ooooooo.

      transcribed by Ron Mausolf