The Ugly Duckling

The Ugly Duckling - Danny Kaye

There once was an ugly duckling

With feathers all stubby and brown

And the other birds

Said in so many words

Get out of town

Get out get out get out of town

And he went with a quack

And a waddle and a quack

In a flurry of eiderdown

That poor little ugly duckling

Went wandering far and near

But at every place

They said to his face

Now get out of here

Get out get out

Get out of here

And he went with a quack and

A waddle and a quack

And a very unhappy tear

All through the wintertime

He hid himself away

Ashamed to show his face afraid

Of what others might say

All through the winter in his

Lonely clump of wheat

Till a flock of swans spied him

There and very soon agreed

You're a very fine swan indeed

A swan Me a swan Ah go on

And he said yes you're a swan

Take a look at yourself

In the lake and you'll see

And he looked and he

Saw and he said

I am a swan Whe

I'm not such an ugly duckling

No feathers all stubby and brown

For in fact these birds

In so many words said

The best in town the best the best

The best in town

Not a quack not a quack not

A waddle or a quack

But a glide and a whistle

And a snowy white back

And a head so noble and high

Say who's an ugly duckling

Not I

Not I