Oh the cat has a house, And the rat has a house, And the dog and the mouse and the flea; And the snail has a house, And the whale has a house, And they all have a house but me. Oh the pig has a pen, There's a coop for the hen, And the bird has a nest in the tree; The snake has a hole, So does the mole, But there's no kind of place for me. The sign on ev'ry building says, "No children wanted here." When I grow up the sign will say: "Landlords kindly stay away." Oh the cow has a house, And the sow has a house, And the Pentagon takes lots of scenery; There's hangars for planes, Roundhouses for trains, Garages for cars and taverns for bars, Buildings for stores with seventeen floors, And money enough for three world wars, But they couldn't build a house for me.