Letras:Soundtrack Artists. There Ain't Nobody Here But Us Chickens.

NO MOE:
OK folks here's a little story just for you
now one night Farmer brown was takin' the air
he locked up the farmyard with the greatest of care
but down in the hen-house something stirred
and when he shouted 'Whos there?"
this is what he heard

FOUR EYED MOE:
There ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
so quiet yourself and stop that fuss
there ain't nobody here but us
we chickens tryin' to sleep, and you butt in
and hobble hobble hobble hobble it's a sin

NO MOE:
Now Farmer brown lit his corn cobbed pipe
he looked down at his trusty dog
and he said, "Hey id the chickens said they alright
they are alright.
Let's head back to the shack Jack". But the dog wasn't
convinced, he said "Go back to the henhouse" gave a
little doggy knock and in his best chickenese said
"Is everything alright?"

FOUR EYED MOE:
I said there ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
you're stompin' around and checkin' around
and kickin' up an awful fuss
we chickens tryin' to sleep, and you butt in
and hobble hobble hobble hobble it's a sin


NO MOE:
"Ok, ok, ok," said the dog and he turned to leave
just then a very unchicken like sneeze came
from the henhouse "Achoo!"
Farmer Brown cocked his gun, he syas "I'm a comin' in,
you better open that door just a teeny weeny
bit so I can take a peek"

FOUR EYED MOE:
NO! Tomorrow is a busy day
we got things to do, we got eggs to lay,
ground to dig, we've got worms to scratch,
you know it takes a lot of sittin' gettin' chicks to hatch
besides - there aint nobody here but us chickens
there ain't nobody here at all
so stop that fuss and raisin' dust
hey there ain't nobody here but us
so kindly point that gun the other way
and hobble hobble hobble off and hit the hay.

NO MOE:
Okay, I guess you're right, I'm off
to sleep. Goddnight.
Hey Boss man, what d'ya think?

FOUR EYED MOE:
Easy pickin's, ain't nobody here but us chickens.