Now here comes daddy And here goes mummy The baby's pretty His name is Johnny... In the Hamburger Fields, in the Hamburger Fields, Sixty years in the Hamburger Fields A child is born Let's celebrate Well it's a date Let's eat pop corn This child's gonna leave In the Hamburger Fields Yeah he's gonna leave In the Hamburger Fields In the hand of fate He'll be educated In the Hamburger Fields In the Hamburger Fields Over the soda rivers In front of the gasoil sea Havin' T.V. dreams Under the air conditionned skies Fly fly my baby fly No matter if your daddy cries Fly fly my baby fly Over the Hamburger Fields A child is born Let's celebrate Well it's a date Let's eat pop corn In the hand od fate He'll be educated In the hand of fate He's gonna leave In the hamburger fields In the hamburger fields A child is born Well it's a date In the hamburger fields In the hamburger fields A child is born