My mother sang it at camp in the 70's she taught it to me and my sisters as:


"Oh I am in a nuthouse, my brain is in a rut.
My keeper says I'm crazy, but he is off his nut.
For I'm as sane as you are and I can prove it too,
for when you hear my lullaby you'll know I'm not coo-coo...

...Oh, I was born one night in the morn when the whistle rang boom boom.
I fried a cake and baked a snake when the mudpies were in bloom.
6 & 6 is 9, ice cream from a mine
Old black Joe, an Eskimo, and pork from a porcupine

Well a pig and a cow will bark meow and a goldfish loves to sing.
I saw a frog sail off a log and fall and break his wing.
We know that camels sail the sea and we get honey from a flea.
We know there's room for the both of us on the road to
Mand-Oh-la Oh-Me-Oh-My
that's the lunatic's lullaby."