The horses run around, Their feet are on the ground, Oh, who will wind the clock while I'm away, away? Go get the ax, there's a hair on babys chin, And a boy's best friend is his mother, his mother. Awhile peeping through a window, A second storey window, I slipped and sprained my eyebrow on the pavement, the pavement, Go get the mouth wash, sisters got a beau, I wonder if Grandma's teeth will soon fit Jenny, fit Jenny. While walking in the moonlight, The bright and sunny moonlight, She kissed me in the eye with a tomato, tomato, A snake's belt slips because he he has no hips, And he wears his neck tie around his middle, his middle. I learned and sung this song as a boy when I went to Boy Scout camp in the late 1940's & early 1950's.
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