Oh, I was born one night one morn When the whistle went "toot, toot."
You can bake a steak or fry a cake When the mud pies are in bloom.
Does six and six make nine? Does ice grow on a vine?
Is Old Black Joe an Eskimo In The Good Old Summertime?

Oh, you loop-de-loop in your noodle soup Just to give your socks a shine.
I'm guilty, judge. I ate the fudge. Three cheers for Old Lang Syne!
I cannot tell a lie. I hocked an apple pie.
It's on a tree beneath the sea Above the bright blue sky.

Oh if Easter eggs don't wash their legs, Their children will have ducks. (Quack, quack!)
I'd rather buy a lemon pie For forty-seven bucks.
Way down in Barcelonia They jumped into the foamia
But that is all balonia. Paderewski blow your horn. (Toot, toot!)


Where did you hear this song? I was amazed to find that Carly Gewirz & I knew it identically - including timing and emphases - from different sources.

--Judy Cook