Old MacDonald Had a Farm

Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O! And on his farm he had a cow, E-I-E-I-O! With a moo-moo here and a moo-moo there, Here a moo, there a moo, everywhere a moo-moo. Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O! Old MacDonald loved his farm, his animals, and land, Waking up at break of day, with chores on every hand. He'd milk the cows and feed the hens, and clean the pigpen too, But as his farm began to grow, there was too much to do! "Oh my," sighed Old MacDonald, scratching his gray head, "So much to do from dawn to dusk, no time to rest in bed! My animals need tender care, my crops need room to grow, I need some help around this farm, but where to find it though?" Just then he heard a knocking sound upon his old front door, It was young MacDonald, his grandchild he adored! "I've come to spend the summer, Grandpa!" the child said with glee, "And I would love to learn from you how a farmer I might be!" Old MacDonald smiled wide, his heart filled up with joy, "Well then, let's start your lessons now - there's much for you, my boy! First, we must greet all the animals, they're waiting now for you. They're more than just farm friends - they're family too!" With boots laced tight and hat held high, Young Mac set off beneath the sky. He couldn't wait to learn and see The farmyard life, wild and free! Together they walked to the chicken coop, E-I-E-I-O! And on the farm they saw some hens, E-I-E-I-O! With a cluck-cluck here and a cluck-cluck there, Here a cluck, there a cluck, everywhere a cluck-cluck. Young MacDonald learned to gather eggs, While chickens danced on skinny legs, E-I-E-I-O! They followed sounds of happy oinks, E-I-E-I-O! To find the pigs with playful oinks, E-I-E-I-O! With an oink-oink here and an oink-oink there, Here an oink, there an oink, everywhere an oink-oink. Young MacDonald helped to feed them snacks, As they rolled in muddy tracks, E-I-E-I-O! They walked the path where grass grew deep, E-I-E-I-O! And found a field of grazing sheep, E-I-E-I-O! With a baa-baa here and a baa-baa there, Here a baa, there a baa, everywhere a baa-baa. Young MacDonald learned to count them all, From woolly sheep to lambs so small, E-I-E-I-O! Inside the barn where hay was stacked, E-I-E-I-O! A gentle horse stood calm and black, E-I-E-I-O! With a neigh-neigh here and a neigh-neigh there, Here a neigh, there a neigh, everywhere a neigh-neigh. Young MacDonald learned to brush its mane, And ride along the country lane, E-I-E-I-O! They wandered down beside the pond, E-I-E-I-O! Where ducks swam circles all day long, E-I-E-I-O! With a quack-quack here and a quack-quack there, Here a quack, there a quack, everywhere a quack-quack. Young MacDonald fed them corn with care, As feathers fluttered in the air, E-I-E-I-O! As summer neared its ending, Young MacDonald looked around, At all the happy animals making their special sounds. "I'm sad to leave tomorrow, there's still so much to do. I'll miss the farm and all our friends - but most of all, miss you." Old MacDonald hugged him tight and said, "Don't you worry none, The farm will always be right here whenever you can come. And all you've learned while helping me will stay inside your heart, You've made this farm a better place; you've played the biggest part!" Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O! And on this farm he had some help, E-I-E-I-O! With hard work here and kindness there, Here a friend, there a friend, everywhere a good friend. Old MacDonald's thriving farm, E-I-E-I-O!