We sang the "Uncle Joe" song in grade school in Michigan. From memory, it went:

Did you ever go to meetin' Uncle Joe Uncle Joe,
Did you ever go to meetin' Uncle Joe,
Did you ever go to meetin' Uncle Joe, Uncle Joe,
Don't mind the weather while the winds don't blow.
Hop up my ladies, three in a row,
Hop up my ladies, three in a row,
Hop up my ladies, three in a row,
Don't mind the weather while the winds don't blow.

That's all I remember. I never understood what it meant.

Margarita