Fowl Fury

(cluck cluck cluck)

Early in the morning,

the sun is coming up

The hens are in the coop sipping morning from a cup

But creeping through the tall weeds,

orange and sleek Is a backyard tiger with a bad

streak (watch out!)

There's a cat on the loose in the chicken yard!

(oh no) Feathers are flying,

the rooster's on guard!

He's pouncing and jumping,

they're running in fear Worst feline terror of the whole pioneer year!

Henrietta scrambles up onto the shed Old Barnaby is wishing he had

stayed in bed With a twitch of a tail and a swipe

of a paw It's the wildest commotion that you ever saw! (shriek)

There's a cat on the loose in the chicken yard!

(cluck cluck!) Feathers are flying,

the rooster's on guard!

He's pouncing and jumping,

they're running in fear Worst feline terror of the whole pioneer year!

But here comes the farmer with a broom in her hand

And the orange little tiger vanishes from the land

(meow... cluck)