All God's Critters

All God's critters got a place in the choir

Some sing low, some sing higher

Some sing out loud on the telephone wire

And some just clap their hands, or paws or anything they got now

Listen to the bass, it's the one on the bottom

Where the bullfrog croaks and the hippopotamus

Moans and groans with a big to do

And old cow just goes 'moo'

Well the dogs and the cats they take up the middle

The honeybee hums and the crickets fiddle

The donkey brays and the pony neighs

The old coyote howls

All God's critters got a place in the choir

Some sing low, some sing higher

Some sing out loud on the telephone wire

And some just clap their hands, or paws or anything they got now

Listen to the top where the little bird sings

The melody with the high voice ringing

The hoot owl hollers over everything

And the jaybird disagrees

Singing in the nighttime, singing in the day

The little duck quacks and he's on his way

The 'possum don't have much to say

And the porcupine talks to herself

All God's critters got a place in the choir

Some sing low, some sing higher

Some sing out loud on the telephone wire

And some just clap their hands, or paws or anything they got now

Everybody here is a part of the plan

We all get to play in the great critter band

From the eagle in the sky to the whale in the sea

It's one great symphony

All God's critters got a place in the choir

Some sing low, some sing higher

Some sing out loud on the telephone wire

And some just clap their hands, or paws or anything they got now