Grouchy, grab your coat and get your hat.

That old mountain goat.

It was eaten by a goat.

Did that old goat get it?

Now, whose idea was the two baby goats?

That's mighty flattering to an old goat like me.

Hey, Jack, you in there, you old mountain goat?

He won't have to. When Piggie was squeezing the goat,

Telling me high society ladies don't go around carrying goats.

There's nothing like milking a goat to pretty the hands.

Well, Piggie was being the python, and I was a goat.

Full of snakes called pythons. It seems a python can grab a goat

All I sent you for was a couple of chickens and a milking goat for Granny.

Oh, these fine city women wouldn't look twice at a grizzled-up old mountain goat like me.

But what would an old mountain goat like me have to say to the President and Congress?

I'll save up a bunch of thrills for you, like churning and lye making and corn husking and chicken plucking and goat milking.

You see, cutting off a person's hair and burying it in the ground to cast a spell is not the approved method of practicing medicine here in Beverly Hills.

I don't like it myself.

But not having the proper medicine.

I had to make do with old timey ways.