Ain't Nobody Here But Us Chickens

Lisa Stansfield

Composição de: Alex Kramer/Joan Whitney
One night Farmer Brown was taken the air 
Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care 
Down in the henhouse somethin' stirred 
When he shouted,"Who's There?", this is what he heard 


There ain't nobody here but us chickens, there ain't nobody here at all 
So calm yourself, stop that fuss, ain't nobody here but us 
We're chickens trying to sleep and you butt in 
And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble with your chin 
There ain't nobody here but us chickens, there ain't nobody here at all 
You're stompin' around, shakin' the ground, kickin' up an aweful dust 
We're chickens trying to sleep and you butt in 
And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble, it's a sin 

(Bridge) 
Tomorrow is a busy day, we've got things to do, we've got eggs to lay 
We got ground to dig and worms to scratch 
Takes a lot of sittin' gettin' chicks to hatch 
There ain't nobody here but us chickens, there ain't nobody here at all 
So quiet yourself, stop that fuss, ain't nobody here but us 
Kindly point that gun the other way 
And hobble, hobble, hobble off and hit the hay 

(Repeat Bridge) 

It's easy pickin', ain't nobody here but us chickens
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