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Artist: Burl ives
Title: Ugly duckling
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There once was an ugly duckling
With feathers all stubby and brown
And the other birds said in so many words
Get out of town
Get out, get out, get out of town
And he went with a quack and a waddle and a quack
In a flurry of eiderdown
That poor little ugly duckling
Went wandering far and near
But at every place they said to his face
Now get out, get out, get out of here
And he went with a quack and a waddle and a quack
And a very unhappy tear
All through the wintertime he hid himself away
Ashamed to show his face, afraid of what others might say
All through the winter in his lonely clump of wheat
Till a flock of swans spied him there and very soon agreed
You’re a very fine swan indeed!
A swan? Me a swan? Ah, go on!
And he said yes, you’re a swan
Take a look at yourself in the lake and you’ll see
And he looked, and he saw, and he said
I am a swan! Wheeeeeeee!
I’m not such an ugly duckling
No feathers all stubby and brown
For in fact these birds in so many words said
The best in town, the best, the best
The best in town
Not a quack, not a quack, not a waddle or a quack
But a glide and a whistle and a snowy white back
And a head so noble and high
Say who’s an ugly duckling?
Not I!
Not I!
Artist: Burl ives   Title: Ugly duckling    --------------------------      There once was an ugly duckling    With feathers all stubby and brown    And the other birds said in so many words    Get out of town    Get out, get out, get out of town    And he went with a quack and a waddle and a quack    In a flurry of eiderdown    That poor little ugly duckling    Went wandering far and near    But at every place they said to his face    Now get out, get out, get out of here    And he went with a quack and a waddle and a quack    And a very unhappy tear    All through the wintertime he hid himself away    Ashamed to show his face, afraid of what others might say    All through the winter in his lonely clump of wheat    Till a flock of swans spied him there and very soon agreed    You’re a very fine swan indeed!    A swan? Me a swan? Ah, go on!    And he said yes, you’re a swan    Take a look at yourself in the lake and you’ll see    And he looked, and he saw, and he said    I am a swan! Wheeeeeeee!    I’m not such an ugly duckling    No feathers all stubby and brown    For in fact these birds in so many words said    The best in town, the best, the best    The best in town    Not a quack, not a quack, not a waddle or a quack    But a glide and a whistle and a snowy white back    And a head so noble and high    Say who’s an ugly duckling?    Not I!    Not I!
 
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