Spoof of “Cry of the Wild Goose”
Lyrics
Tonight I heard the dying duck quack
I jumped so high I nearly broke my back
It’s mournful cry filled me with alarm
The dying duck in the thunder storm
My heart knows what the dying duck knows
I dry my eyes and I blow my nose
Fly duck, die duck, roast duck too
If you were hungry you’d kill him too
The roost is warm but my cupboard’s bare
My wife loves that duck, but I don’t care
When she wakes to prepare our chuck
She’ll find, poor critter, a roasted duck
My heart knows what the dying duck knows
I dry my eyes and I blow my nose
Fly duck, die duck, which is best
A dadgun duck or a peeled a vest (?)
My woman was kind and true to me
She says she loves me and that could be
She loves that duck like a long-lost son
But a duck is better when its cooked well done
Let em fly, let em fly, let em fly, let em fly
My heart knows what the dying duck knows
I dry my eyes and I blow my nose
Fly duck, die duck, roast duck too
If you were hungry you’d kill him too
The crops are growing but I can’t wait
My stomach said it’s getting late
When she goes to that duck’s nest
She’ll find a feather, we ate the rest
My heart knows what the dying duck knows
I dry my eyes and I blow my nose
Fly duck, die duck, which is best
A dadgun duck or a peeled a vest (?)
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