This is how I grew up singing this song. It has been passed down from generations in my family. It's a family favorite.


The horses run around. Their feet are on the ground
Oh, who will wind the clock when I'm away, away
Go get the axe there's a fly on baby chin
Oh, we hope that grandpa's teeth will soon fit Jenny, fit Jenny.

We're peeking through the knot hole in Daddy's wooden leg.
Why do they build the shore so near the ocean, the ocean.
A snake's belt slips because he had no hips.
Oh, why did you go away and leave me, and leave me.

We feed our baby garlic so we can find him in the dark.
A boy's best friend is his mother, his mother.
Go get the listerine sister wants a beau.
Oh, yes we all like baked potatoes, potatoes.