Five big turkeys sitting on the gate
The first one said, “It’s getting late.”

Chorus:
Gobble, gobble, gobble
Fat turkeys, fat turkeys
Gobble, gobble, gobble
Fat turkeys are we.
The second one said, “Who goes there?”
Chorus
The third one said, “There are farmers everywhere.”
Chorus
The fourth one said, “Let’s run, run, run.”
Chorus
The fifth one said, “It’s just Thanksgiving fun.”
Chorus
Five fat turkeys are we.
We slept all night in a tree.
When the cook came around,
We couldn’t be found,
And that’s why we’re here, you see.