Chicken Carol (Peter Foggitt)

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• (Posted 2024-01-03)  CPDL #78584:     

Editor: Peter Foggitt (submitted 2024-01-03).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 95 kB   Copyright: CPDL

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Title: Chicken Carol
Composer: Peter Foggitt
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB, with solo
Genre: Secular, Carol

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

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Original text and translations

English 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…