All God's critters got a place in the choir   Some sing low, some sing higher   Some sing out loud on the telephone wires   And some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they got now      All God's critters got a place in the choir   Some sing low, some sing higher   Some sing out loud on the telephone wires   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 t'do   And the old cow just goes moo      The dogs and the cats they take up the middle   While the honeybee hums and the cricket fiddles   The donkey brays and the pony neighs   And 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 wires   And some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they got now      Listen to the top where the little birds sing   On the melodies with the high notes ringing   The hoot owl hollers over everything   And the jaybird disagrees      Singin' in the night time, singing in the day   The little duck quacks, then he's on his way   The 'possum ain't got much to say   And the porcupine talks to himself      All God's critters got a place in the choir   Some sing low, some sing higher   Some sing out loud on the telephone wires   And some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they got now      It's a simple song of living sung everywhere   By the ox and the fox and the grizzly gear   The grumpy alligator the the hawk above   The sly raccoon and the turtle dove      All God's critters got a place in the choir   Some sing low, some sing higher   Some sing out loud on the telephone wires   And some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they got now      All God's critters got a place in the choir   Some sing low, some sing higher   Some sing out loud on the telephone wires   And some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they got now