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Posted By: Joe Offer
26-May-16 - 02:29 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Barnyard Dance (Carl Martin)
Subject: ADD Version: Barnyard Dance (Carl Martin)
I found these lyrics in Sing Out! Magazine, Volume 27, No. 5 (Sept/Oct 1979), page 78.

BARNYARD DANCE
(Carl Martin)

It was late one night In the pale moonlight
And all the vegetables went on a spree
They put out a sign that said "Dancin' at Nine"
And all the admission was free

It was peas and beans Cabbage and greens
Well it was the biggest sight you've ever seen
And when old man cucumber struck up his number
You oughtta heard the vegetables scream

Well the little turnip top did the backwoods flop
The cabbage tried to shimmy and it could not stop
Little red beet she took his feet
And the watermelon dived with the cockeyed beat

Little tomato, agitator
Shook the shimmy with the sweet potato
And old man garlic dropped dead with the colic
Down at the barnyard dance
This morning
Down at the barnyard dance


Words and Music by Carl Martin ©Beechwood Music, 6255 Sunset Blvd., Hollywood CA 90028

Performance by Bruce Hutton and Bill Schmidt:
Performance by John McCutcheon:
Performance by Tish Hinojosa (male singer unidentified)
I have found Sing Out! song transcriptions to be pretty good, but not infallible. I couldn't find a Carl Martin recording, or a printed source that was more closely tied to Martin.


For comparison, here are the lyrics from the Digital Tradition (quite possibly taken from Red Riley's post above):

BARNYARD DANCE

Late last night in the pale moonlight
All the vegetables give a spree
They put out a sign saying dancing at nine
And all the admissions was free.
There were peas and beans, and cabbages and greeens.
It was the biggest crowd you ever seen
And when old man cucumber struck up his number,
You shoulda heard them vegetables scream.

Well the little turnip top was doin' the backwoods flop.
The carrot shook the shimmy and she would not stop.
The little red beet kicked off his feet
And the watermelon died in a cockeyed heap.
Red tomata, agitator, shook up the shimmy
With the sweet potata.
And old man garlic dropped dead of the colic
Down at the Barnyard Dance.

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