I have a story
I'd like to tell
About two young ducks
That I know so well





The oldest named "frick"
The youngest named "frack"
They stuck close together
Covering each other's back





Then when the bad ducks came
And scared them away
They were separated
This was a bad day





They searched for each other
For weeks on end
They looked everywhere
They missed their best friend





I remember one night
It was the saddest thing to see
Little frack was quacking
As loud as she could be





She missed her big sister
Who was always at her side
Now she's all alone
With nowhere to go or hide





Did the hunters get her
Her sister she does not see
As she looks around
She wonders where she could be





Then I prayed to Jesus
Our Lord from Heaven above
Please reunite these two
Who for each other have so much love





The very next day
I saw them together
Happy were they
Like birds of a feather





Now they rejoice
Little frick and frack
Together they roam
Going quack quack quack