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.