Chicken Carol - Foggitt, Peter

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◈ Genre → Carols

♯ Key C# major

⁄ Time Signature 4/4

♬ Voicing → SATB|add=with solo

◆ Difficulty

Intermediate

↕ Range A-2 – G-5

¶ Language → English

Measures 46

Texture Homophonic

Parts 10

Instruments A cappella

Pages 4

CPDL # 78584

Editor Peter Foggitt

Posted 2024-01-03

License CPDL License

♫Pitch Ranges

Solo

A-2 – D-4

E-4 – G-5

A-2 – G-5

¶Lyrics / Text

1. I have a beak and I have two wings And I live in a hutch and I peck at things; I really, really wish I could fly But I can't. When the sun is out we can wander free, But when the moon is there, it's the hutch for me, But I don't really understand why, Because I am a chicken. I'm not renowned for my inttellect: When it comes to perception, I am imperfect; Most things that happen simply pass me by From the moment I'm born until the day I die. I am a chicken. 2. I live in a town in the Middle East And all of my friends are either bird or beast. It's really, really busy today, But I don't know why. It's dark outside; there's a knock at the door: There's two human people we have not seen before. I've no idea why they've come to us Because I am a chicken. They come inside and they sit on the straw And the next thing you know, there's a human being born: There's no sign of an egg, there's no trace of a shell, I don't know how they do it, But they do it so well. I am a chicken. 3. A few days later, there's a great event: Three camels and three humans with their knees all bent, With gold and frankincense and myrrh (I heard them read the labels.) Who are these men? Have they brought me food? Some nutrition in December does a pullet good, But they don't seem to care about me, 'cause I am just a chicken. They leave the town by the other road With their baggage emptied of the presents they'd stowed, Then the other humans pack their things And leave so fast you'd think they'd sprouted wings But my friends and I, we just Soldier! on, we eat the grain and we peck the corn And this is quite sufficient for me…