All God's creatures got a place in the choir
Some sing low and some sing higher
Some sing out loud on the telephone wire
Some just clap their hands or paws or anything they've got now...

Listen to the bass; he's the one on the bottom
Where the bullfrog croaks and the hippopotamus
Moans and groans with a big to do
And the old cow just goes moo.

Dogs and cats they take up the middle
Where the honey bee hums and the cricket fiddles
Where the donkey brays and the pony neighs
And the old grey badger sighs.

Listen to the ducks and the little birds singing
On the melody with the high notes ringing
The hoot owl cries over everything
And the jay bird disagrees.

Singing in the nighttime, singing in the day
The little duck quacks and he's on his way
The otter hasn't got that much to say
And the porcupine talks to himself.

It's a simple song, a living song everywhere
By the ox and the fox and the grizzly bear
The grumpy alligator and the hawk above
The sly old weasel and the turtle dove.