Baby In The Barnyard

BABY with the big blue eyes, Tell me why you look so wise When you watch the kitties play, Or old Billy eating hay.

Do the horses talk to you, Baby with the eyes of blue? Can you tell me what they say When they look at you and neigh?

And the romping kitties, too, When they cry out, mew, mew, mew, Have they secrets, baby dear, Only meant for you to hear?

When the doggie says, bow-wow To the lazy muley-cow, And the cow replies, moo, moo, Are they talking still to you?

And the piggie in her pen, Grunting to the setting hen, Ugh, ugh, ugh, can baby tell What the piggie means to spell?

Lying in her bed at morn, Baby hears a lusty horn Sounding, rook-a-dook-a-doo! And baby laughs as if she knew.

Baby loves them, one and all, And she answers when they call; And they tell her wondrous tales Of the barnyard, hills and dales.