Sittin' all along in my big red barn
Entertaing critters that don't give a darn
Singing for ducks, and geese and chickens
Baying line a hound and playing like
One two three four. Dickens
Poor little me sittin' in the dusk
Got no one to help me and no one to trust
Sittin' in the shadows yearning for the sun
O nothing nix nill not not even one
Just dust and feathers and
Whines and whethers
Scores of chores,
Scores of yokels and bores
Love, s never gone knock
On these barn doors
Poor little me should be sittin by the sea
Noy k-i-s-s-i- n-g
No l-u-v, no fun, fun, fun
Oh, no one to hold tight, not even one
This big ted barn is startin' to lean
But i'm sittin' here rockin'
Like a barnyard queen
Roof's caved in
And the floor's rotted throug
Just held together with conweb glue
Poor little me sittin' in the dust
Got no one to help me no one to trust
Sittin' in the shadow yearnin' for the sun
Oh nothing nix nil not
Zero zilch none
The big red barn finally fell to the ground
And a pack of wild ducks
Quacked all around
Sold the chickens for a ticket
And a brand a brand new bikini
Flew slot with the geese
Hope no one seem me
Poor little me sittin' by the sea
Just k-i-s-s-i-n-g
They're gettin' in line one by one
Oh, he's next, your done.