(Tom T. Hall)
It'd take me a minute to tell you this rhyme
Of the duck and the rooster that I knew one time
A little duck hatched out a day or two late
His mama had already gone to the lake.
The little red rooster had broken his foot
So I put him into a little ole coop
The little white duck was left out on his own
So I put them together until they were grown.
Well, the duck thought the rooster was limping and lame
The rooster believed that the duck was the same
And so they were pals in the coop in the barn
They huddled together when it came a storm.
Well, the weeks they went by and the little guys grew
The little duck quacked and the rooster cocky dooed
The duck loved the water and the rooster would scratch
And neither one knew why they acted like that.
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Well, one day I turned them both free on the farm
The rooster went straight to a roost in the barn
The little duck went to the lake for a swim
They liked different things even though they were friends.
Well, now you should hear them when they say hello
Though it may sound funny I know that it is so
I know that is strange but I'll tell you it's true
When they talk they go quacky doodle do...