Ol' Macdonald Lyrics - Nelson Riddle

Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O 

And on this farm there was a chick, the prettiest chick I know 

With a little curve here and a little curve there 

This chick, she had curves everywhere 

Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O 

And oh, this chick she had to walk, E-I-E-I-O 

And how this walk would drive 'em wild, swinging to and 'fro 

With a little wiggle here and a little wiggle there 

Man this chick had wiggles to spare 

Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O 

When she went walking into town, E-I-E-I-O 

The local gentry popped their eyes, tarnation what a show 

With a goldang here and a goshdarn there 

Heavens to Betsy, I do declare 

Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O 

There was a barn dance Saturday night, E-I-E-I-O 

And the fellows came from miles around just to see her dosey-do 

With a promenade here and a promenade there 

At a square dance, boy, this chick was no square 

Ol' MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O 

I used to be a traveling man, E-I-O 

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, E-I-E-I-O 

This farmer's daughter knocked me out, E-I-E-I-O, aha 

I asked MacDonald for her hand and pop, he hollered "Go" 

With a little curve here and a little wiggle there 

A goldang here and a goshdarn there 

A dosey-do here and a promenade there 

Got my own private county fair 

Cause ol' MacDonald had a farm, E-I-O-I-O