Old Uncle Jack's Corral

It's fun time at “Old Uncle Jack's Corral” I'm here to tickle your fancy That's just below your “you know what” Things are getting a little chancy I'll give you a hint it isn't your armpits Or even the crook of your neck And it isn't behind your wiggly ears So where the hell is it by heck? Methinks you may be thinking naughty Must assure you, ya got it all wrong One's “fancy” resides deep in one's heart The place that bursts forth in song Bursts forth at the start of every new day Your fancy measures your mood When fancies are tickled, the grinning starts A much needed “happiness” food “Old Uncle Jack's Corral” invites you To join him for a day of good fun Chuck your cares and unhappy thoughts And relax with Jack in the sun!