Oh, we'll all go out to greet her
When she comes,
(When she comes).
Oh, we'll all go out to greet her
When she comes,
(When she comes).
Oh, we'll all go out to greet her,
Oh, we'll all go out to greet her,
Oh, we'll all go out to greet her,
When she comes,
(When she comes).
We will kill the old red rooster,
When she comes,
(When she comes).
We will kill the old red rooster,
When she comes,
(When she comes).
We will kill the old red rooster,
We will kill the old red rooster,
We will kill the old red rooster,
When she comes,
(When she comes).
Oh, we'll all have ch'cken and dumpings,
When she comes,
(When she comes).
Oh, we'll all have ch'cken and dumpings,
When she comes,
(When she comes).
Oh, we'll all have ch'cken and dumpings,
Oh, we'll all have ch'cken and dumpings,
Oh, we'll all have ch'cken and dumpings,
When she comes,
(When she comes).
4 comments:
Good morning, Patsy.
When I was a child I would sing that song as well, boisterously and in loud voice. I always thought it had to be sung loudly for some reason - maybe because I was thinking of greeting someone who was coming from far away.
The funny thing about this was that I didn't taste chicken and dumplings until I was an adult. I guess none of my family knew how to cook it, or else they didn't want to. Fried chicken was the standard in our family back then. Now I prefer chicken and dumplings.
I never heard that song before - I wish I could hear you all singing it
And she will be comin' around the mountain when she comes! I bet a rooster and dumplins would be good!
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