Back in the folky fifties, the Arkansas Traveler degenerated into a more-or-less eclectic set of questions and answers. Prominent among which were:

Q: Is that the church I see on fire?
A: Holy smoke!

and

Q: Think the rain'll hurt the rhubarb?
A: Not if it comes in cans!
Q: (or redirect, if you prefer) I didn't know rain came in cans.

Sort of a prehistoric Hee-Haw