Right, I remember my mom singing this to me when I was younger. She was born in Alabama and learned from riding on the school buses when they would go on trips. It went something like this.

OOHHHH dunderback, oh dunderback, how could you be so mean,
to ever have invented a sausage meat machine,
now all neighbors cats and dogs will never more be seen,
'cuz they'll be ground to sausage meat in dunderback's machine.

One day a little fat boy, came walking through the door,
he bought a ring of sausages and put them on the floor,
And then he began to whistle, he whistled up a tune,
then all the little sausages were dancing around the room.

OOHHHH dunderback, oh dunderback, how could you be so mean,
to ever have invented a sausage meat maching,
now all neighbors cats and dogs will never more be seen,
'cuz they'll be ground to sausage meat in dunderback's machine.

One day the thing got busted, the darn thing wouldn't work,
so dunderback climbed inside to see what made a twerk,
his wife she had a nightmare, she walked in her sleep,
she gave the thing a wickedy-whack and dunderback meat.

OOHHHH dunderback, oh dunderback, how could you be so mean,
to ever have invented a sausage meat maching,
now all neighbors cats and dogs will never more be seen,
'cuz they'll be ground to sausage meat in dunderback's machine.