My great uncle used to sing this to us kids whenever we would beg for it. I remember how hard we laughed when it cames his time to gaf cause they found it in his old brown pants. OK, couldn't help but ryhme a bit but seriously, I miss Uncle Elbert a great deal and hope he is happier now. He was a veteran of WWII and his job was to make sure that the enemey dead were dead no matter how dead they were. I need not explain further. He blinked a lot and grandma said it was because he had been snow blinded. I've never looked up the symptoms of snow blindness, I, like many of my age, just took her word for it. There are some thing your're just thankful for knowing and/or experiencing.