Текст пісні The Ugly Ducking - Danny Kaye

The Ugly Ducking

Get out of town\nGet out, get out, get out of town\nAnd he went with a quack and a waddle and a quack\nIn a flurry of eiderdown\nThat poor little ugly duckling\nWent wandering far and near\nBut at every place they said to his face\nNow get out, get out, get out of here\nAnd he went with a quack and a waddle and a quack\nAnd a very unhappy tear\nAll through the wintertime he hid himself away\nAshamed to show his face, afraid of what others might say\nAll through the winter in his lonely clump of wheat\nTill a flock of swans spied him there and very soon agreed\nYou’re a very fine swan indeed!\nA swan? Me a swan? Ah, go on!\nAnd he said yes, you’re a swan\nTake a look at yourself in the lake and you’ll see\nAnd he looked, and he saw, and he said\nI am a swan! Wheeeeeeee!\nI’m not such an ugly duckling\nNo feathers all stubby and brown\nFor in fact these birds in so many words said\nThe best in town, the best, the best\nThe best in town\nNot a quack, not a quack, not a waddle or a quack\nBut a glide and a whistle and a snowy white back\nAnd a head so noble and high\nSay who’s an ugly duckling?\nNot I!\nNot I!