The Ballad of Chicken Soup - Carole King

Today our dear friend Chicken soup

This very ordinary day

Boiled up a pot of chicken soup

And swallowed it away

O-woe!

Oy-vey!

He swallowed it away!

Now listen to what I’m going to say

A little bone, a bitty thing

No bigger than my pinky

He swallowed hot from out that pot

In quicker than a winky

He gulped that soup, let out a whoop

Fell down croaking on the stoop

And he choked!

And he sagged!

And he smothered!

And he gagged!

And he let out a scream!

And he let out a moan!

Then he cried

Because he died from choking on a bone

On such an ordinary day like today

A-lack!

A-day!

O-woe!

Oy-vey!

On an ordinary day Chicken soup passed away!