The Ugly Duckling

There (Gm)once was an (C7)ugly (F)duckling (F#dim)with (C7)feathers all stubby and (F)brown.

And the (Gm)other (C7)birds in (F)so many (F7)words said (Gm7)"Quack!

get (A7)out of (Dm)town.

(Gm7)Get out, (F)get out,

(Gm7)get (C7)out of (F)town."

And he (Bb)went with a (F)quack and a (Gm7)waddle and a (F)quack,

in a (C7)flurry of (F)eiderdown.

(F)That (Gm)poor little (C7)ugly (F)duckling (F#dim)went (C7)wandering far by and (F)near.

But at (Gm)ev'ry (C7)place they (F)said to his (F7)face "Now,

(Gm7)quack! get (A7)out of (Dm)here.

(Gm7)Get out, (F)get out,

(Gm7)get (C7)out of (F)here."

And he (Bb)went with a (F)quack and a (Gm7)waddle and a (F)quack,

and a (C7)very unhappy (F)tear.

(F)That (Bb)All through the Wintertime he hid himself away,

ashamed to show his face, (G)afraid of what others might say.

(Bb)All through the winter in his (C)lonely clump of weed,

till the flock of swans spied him there and (C7)very soon agreed "You're a (Bb)very fine swan (C)indeed."

(F#dim7)I'm (Gm)not such an (C7)ugly (F)duckling,

(F#dim)no (C7)feathers all stubby and (F)brown.

For in (Gm)fact these (C7)birds in (F)so many (F7)words said

(Gm7)"The (A7)best in (Dm)town."

(Gm7)The best, (F)the best,

(Gm7)the (C7)best in (F)town.

Not a (Bb)quack, not a (F)quack,

not a (Gm7)waddle or a (F)quack,

but a glide and a whistle and a (C)snowy white back and a (C7)head so noble and (F#dim7)high.

Say (Gm)who's an (C7)ugly (F)duckling?

(C)Not (Bb)I!