text: All Gods critters got a place in the choir
  Some sing low, some sing higher
  Some sing out loud on the telephone wire
  And some just clap their hands, or paws or anything they got now
  Listen to the bass, its the one on the bottom
  Where the bullfrog croaks and the hippopotamus
  Moans and groans with a big to do
  And old cow just goes moo
  Well the dogs and the cats they take up the middle
  The honeybee hums and the crickets fiddle
  The donkey brays and the pony neighs
  The old coyote howls
  All Gods critters got a place in the choir
  Some sing low, some sing higher
  Some sing out loud on the telephone wire
  And some just clap their hands, or paws or anything they got now
  Listen to the top where the little bird sings
  The melody with the high voice ringing
  The hoot owl hollers over everything
  And the jaybird disagrees
  Singing in the nighttime, singing in the day
  The little duck quacks and hes on his way
  The possum dont have much to say
  And the porcupine talks to herself
  All Gods critters got a place in the choir
  Some sing low, some sing higher
  Some sing out loud on the telephone wire
  And some just clap their hands, or paws or anything they got now
  Everybody here is a part of the plan
  We all get to play in the great critter band
  From the eagle in the sky to the whale in the sea
  Its one great symphony
  All Gods critters got a place in the choir
  Some sing low, some sing higher
  Some sing out loud on the telephone wire
  And some just clap their hands, or paws or anything they got now