A Place in the Choir

All God’s Critters Got a Place in the Choir

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

Listen to the bass, it’s the one on the bottom
where the bullfrogs croak and the hippopotamus
moans and groans with a big to-do
and the old cow just goes moo

The dogs and cats they pick of the middle
where the honey bees hum and the crickets fiddle
and the donkey brays and the pony neighs
and the old grey badger sighs

Listen to the top with the little bird singing
on the melody and the high notes ringing
and the hoot owl cries over everything
and the blackbird disagrees

Singing in the night time, singing in the day
the little duck quacks and is on his way
and the otter doesn’t have much to say
and the porcupine talks to himself

It’s a simple song of living sung everywhere
by the ox and the fox and the grizzly bear
by the humpy alligator and the hawk above
the shy old weasel and the turtle dove

All God’s critters got a place in the choir


by Bill Stains