The Ballad of Chicken Soup
CAROLE KING, MAURICE SENDAK
Today our dear friend
Chicken soup
This very ordinary day
Boiled up a pot of
Chicken soup
And swallowed it away
A-lack! A-day!
O-woe! Oy-vey!
He swallowed it away!
Now listen to what I'm gonna say
A little bone, a bitty thing
No bigger than my pinky
He swallowed hot
From out that pot
In quicker than a winky
He gulped that soup
Let out a whoop!
And fell down croaking
On the stoop
And he choked!
And he sagged!
And he smothered!
And he gagged!
And he let out a scream!
And he let out a moan!
Then he cried
Cause he died
From choking on a bone
On such an ordinary day
Like today
A-lack! A-day!
O-woe! Oy-vey!
On an ordinary day
Chicken soup passed away!