Title: "Rockin' Rooster Blues"
(Verse 1)
Well, he struts 'round the yard like he owns the place,
Feathers ruffled, with an attitude to face.
At the crack of dawn, he's up and loud,
That cranky rooster sure draws a crowd.
He’s got a beak like a trumpet, a voice like a bell,
And a mood so foul, you’d think it’s a spell.
The hens all scatter when he starts to crow,
But he don’t care; it’s his morning show!
(Chorus)
Oh, Cock-a-doodle-doo, here we go again,
The loudest wake-up call in the barnyard pen.
With his puffed-up chest and his stompin’ feet,
That cranky ol’ rooster can’t be beat!
Oh, he’s a barnyard star, full of sass and pride,
But we all wish he’d take a nap outside.
(Verse 2)
The cows roll their eyes, the pigs just snort,
That rooster’s got a temper too long to report.
The barn cat’s hiding, the dog’s gone mad,
It’s another morning with the rooster gone bad.
He picks fights with tractors, argues with the wind,
Even the scarecrow’s done listening to him.
But deep down we know, though he’s loud and mean,
This barnyard wouldn’t be the same routine.
(Chorus)
Oh, Cock-a-doodle-doo, here we go again,
The loudest wake-up call in the barnyard pen.
With his puffed-up chest and his stompin’ feet,
That cranky ol’ rooster can’t be beat!
Oh, he’s a barnyard star, full of sass and pride,
But we all wish he’d take a nap outside.
(Bridge)
One day we thought he’d finally rest,
But he crowed in his sleep – yep, he’s obsessed!
The farmer laughs, the hens just sigh,
“Can’t tame a rooster with a gleam in his eye.”
(Chorus)
Oh, Cock-a-doodle-doo, here we go again,
The loudest wake-up call in the barnyard pen.
With his puffed-up chest and his stompin’ feet,
That cranky ol’ rooster can’t be beat!
Oh, he’s a barnyard star, full of sass and pride,
But we all wish he’d take a nap outside.
(Outro)
So here’s to the rooster, the barnyard boss,
His mornings are loud, but his charm’s not lost.
Love him or hate him, we’ll raise a toast,
To the cranky ol’ rooster we love the most!
