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!