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A Place In The Choir - Celtic Thunder
Written by:Bill Staines
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 hand or paws
Or anything they got now
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 hand or pause
Or anything they got now
Listen to the top where the little birds sing
On the melodies and the high notes ringing
The hoot owl cries hollers over everything
And the black bird disagrees
Singin' in the night time singing in the day
The little duck quacks then he's on his way
And the otter hasn't got much to say
And the porcupine talks to himself
All God's creatures got a place in the choir
Some sing low some sing higher
Some sing out loud on the telephone wires
And some just clap their hands or paws
Or anything they got now
Dogs and the cats they take up the middle
While the honeybee hums and the cricket fiddles
The donkey brays and the pony neighs
And the old grey badger sighs
Listen to the bass it's the one on the bottom
Where the bullfrog croaks and the hippopotamus
Moans and groans with a big t'do
And the old cow just goes moo
All God's creatures got a place in the choir
Some sing low some sing higher
Some sing out loud on the telephone wires
And some just clap their hands or paws
Or anything they got now
It's a simple song of living sung everywhere
By the ox and the fox and the grizzly gear
The dopey alligator and the the hawk above
The sly old weasel and the turtle dove
All God's creatures got a place in the choir
Some sing low some sing higher
Some sing out loud on the telephone wires
And some just clap their hands or paws
Or anything they got now
All God's creatures got a place in the choir
Some sing low some sing higher
Some sing out loud on the telephone wires
And some just clap their hands or paws
Or anything they got now
All God's creatures got a place in the choir
Some sing low some sing higher
Some sing out loud on the telephone wires
And some just clap their hands or paws
Or anything they got now
All God's creatures got a place in the choir