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Come all ye good people I'll sing you a song
Of Men that were known the world over
And made themselves famous in ballad and tale
With their love for a role in the clover.
You may think Casanova and Romeo, too,
Are the best that our history produces
But the world's greatest lover was no man at all
But a rooster that came from Kitchusis.
For it's cock-a-lie-doodle and cock-a-lie-diddle
And cock-a-lie-doodle and then
When everyone else is knocked out on the floor
Sure, I'll cock-a-lie-doodle again
His owner would swear that he stood five feet tall
With a comb like a red flannel blanket
And a tail so grand that the peacocks of old
Would be hard put to outrank it
While his beady great eyes searched the earth and the skies
For some creature to put to his uses
Some virginal thing he would have for a fling
When the dark of the night struck Kitchusis.
For it's cock-a-lie-doodle and cock-a-lie-diddle
And cock-a-lie-doodle and then
When everyone else is knocked out on the floor
Sure, I'll cock-a-lie-doodle again
Now when he was a baby a bare six weeks old
The first hen he tackled is said
Was dragged to the henhouse a Leg Horn White
And came back a Rhode Island Red.
Then a cow had a calf with three legs and a half
And horns that resembled a moose's.
Instead of a moo it yelled cock-a-lie-do
Like that dirty old bird from Kitchusis.
For it's cock-a-lie-doodle and cock-a-lie-diddle
And cock-a-lie-doodle and then
When everyone else is knocked out on the floor
Sure, I'll cock-a-lie-doodle again
Then the farmer's poor wife who went out for the eggs
To the henhouse in all kinds of weather
Had twins in the Spring that the neighbours all said
Were born with a head full of feathers.
The doctor explained it was caused by some pills
And gave out with other excuses
But everyone knew it was time to get rid
Of that dirty old bird from Kitchusis.
For it's cock-a-lie-doodle and cock-a-lie-diddle
And cock-a-lie-doodle and then
When everyone else is knocked out on the floor
Sure, I'll cock-a-lie-doodle again
Now Kitchusis it sits in Conception Bay
Like a pearl in a jewellery store
And the people still talk of that wonderful bird
That lived in their town by the shore.
Forgot were the hard times they had in the past
The hunger and cold and abuses
But they'll always remember that rooster of old
That dirty great bird from Kitchuses.
For it's cock-a-lie-doodle and cock-a-lie-diddle
And cock-a-lie-doodle and then
When everyone else is knocked out on the floor
Sure, I'll cock-a-lie-doodle again
Yes it's cock-a-lie-doodle and cock-a-lie-diddle
And cock-a-lie-doodle and then
When everyone else is knocked out on the floor
Sure, I'll cock-a-lie-doodle again