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Subject: Dunderbeck From: smutspot@aol.com Date: 30 Sep 97 - 11:37 AM Looking for versions of song "Dunderbeck". Where can I get "Folk Songs for Fun" and "101 plus 5 Folk Songs for Camp". Thanks for any help. |
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Subject: RE: Dunderbeck From: Gene Date: 30 Sep 97 - 11:53 AM DUNDERBECK is in the data base.
and here's a link to other children's songs:
http://www.stairway.org/kidsongs/ |
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Subject: RE: Dunderbeck From: Joe Offer Date: 30 Sep 97 - 05:18 PM Hi, smutspot (?)- I suppose you found the reference to the songbooks in the database with the "dunderbeck" lyrics. Your best bet is to check www.amazon.com or www.altbookstore.com to see if the books are available, but I doubt that they are. I've searched for similar titles, and haven't come across these. Camp songbooks tend to last about one printing, I think. The best I've seen is "The Prairie Home Companion Folk Song Book," which was reissued at "Joe's Got a Head Like a Ping Pong Ball." It's out of print, buy frequently available in used bookstores. Powell's (Portland, OR) and Moe's (Berkeley, CA) are two good online used bookstores (and they're even better to visit in person). Globe Pequot Press has a $9.95 paperback called "Campfire Songs." I bought it online because it sounded interesting, and found it was a collection of maybe a hundred songs that I already know - and I'll betcha almost all of them are in the database. Dover has a book coming out in October called "500 Best Loved Song Lyrics." Dover has reprinted some wonderful songbooks, so I'm anxious to see what this new book will be like. The best place to look is right here in the database. Use the search box in the upper right corner of most pages here, and search for @camp or @kids (the @symbol will bring up all the songs in a given category). With some 6,500 songs, this is the best collection of songs anywhere. Of course, camp songs are meant to be passed on by word of mouth, without use of songbooks - ever try reading a songbook by the light of a campfire? -Joe Offer- |
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Subject: RE: Dunderbeck From: Tim Jaques tjaques@netcom.ca Date: 30 Sep 97 - 07:31 PM Thanks for the recommendations, Joe. It just occurred to me that in Detroit there is a monster-sized used bookstore, King's, and I have never thought of looking for old songbooks there. Maybe this Saturday. |
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Subject: RE: Dunderbeck From: Joe Offer Date: 01 Oct 97 - 03:23 AM Now, if I did it right, this should be a nice list of camp songs. -Joe Offer, dreadfully sorry if I goofed- |
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Subject: RE: Dunderbeck From: Smutspot Date: 01 Oct 97 - 08:27 AM Joe, Thanks for the suggestions. I will follow and see if I can find what I am looking for. I have gotten the words to Dunderbeck from the data base, but they are not the exact words I remember and I am looking for other versions that may be available. Again, Thanks. |
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Subject: RE: Dunderbeck From: Bruce Date: 01 Oct 97 - 12:41 PM "Dunderbeck" p. 90, Sigmund Spaeth's 'Read 'em and Weep', 1926. This doesn't differ an awful lot from that in DT. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: Johnnie Verbeck^^^ From: Joe Offer Date: 01 Oct 97 - 04:46 PM I see what you mean, Smutspot. The version in the database certainly doesn't match what I grew up with. In southeastern Wisconsin, it was "Johnny Verbeck." In June, the Prairie Home Companion solicited camp song lyrics for their July 4 program. The whole camp songbook is still available if you search their Web site. Here are the THREE versions of the song that were posted there: Johnny Rebek Sausage Machine I Chorus: Oh mister Johnny Rebek, how could you be so mean I told you you'd be sorry for inventing that machine now all the neighbors cats and dogs will nevermore be seen they'll all be ground in sausages in Johnny Rebek's machine 1. One day a little boy came walking in the store he bought a pound of sausages, and laid it on the floor then he started whistling, he whistled up a tune, and all the little sausages went dancing around the room 2. One day the machine broke, the darn thing wouldn't go, so Johnny Rebek he crawled inside to see what made it so. His wife was having a nightmare, walking in her sleep, she gave the crank a heck of a yank and Johnny Rebek was meat. Sang occasionally at Chin-Be-Gota Scout camp near Antigo, Wis. Vive L'avenir! —Dave Scott ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Johnny Vorbeck Sausage Machine II Chorus: Mr. Johnny Vorbeck how could you be so mean? I told you'd be sorry for inventing that machine. Now all the neighbors cats and dogs will never more be seen. They'll all be turned to sausages in Johnny Vorbeck's machine. 1. One day a little Dutch boy came wailing in the store. He bought a pound of sausages and laid them on the floor. He then began to whistle, he whistled up a tune. And all the little sausages began dancing round the room. Repeat chorus. 2. One day the thing got busted, the darn thing wouldn't go. So Johnny Vorbeck, he climbed inside to see what made it so. His wife she had a nightmare, while walking in her sleep. She gave the crank A HECK OF A YANK -- and Johnny Vorbeck was meat! Repeat chorus. While this may or may not be sponsored by Bertha's Kitty Boutique it was sung at every Alexander family camp-out for more than thirty years (and still going). This was as much a tradition as taped versions of PHC (we camped out of reception range and taped favorite shows to play on Saturday afternoons). Don't know the origin or the tune but its easy to pick up. —Mark Alexander and Family, Clifton Park New York ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Johnny Rebec the Dutchman Sausage Machine III I learned this song from my Dad a long long time ago and my brothers and sisters still sing it and laugh a lot. Johnny Rebec the Dutchman, what makes you be so mean? I told you you'd be sorry for inventing that machine. Now all the neighbor's cats and dogs will never more be seen. They'll all be ground to sausages in Johnny Rebec's machine. One day the machine was broken; The darned thing wouldn't go. So Johnny Rebec crawled in to see what made it so. Along came his wife a walking down the street. She gave the crank a heck of a yank and Johnny Rebec was meat. Ohhh Johnny Rebec the Dutchman, what makes you be so mean? My mother, hearing the song recently, laughingly recalled a song she sang as a child at camp entitled "Go get the ax, there's a fly on baby's head!" Unfortunately for all of us she couldn't recall all the words. If anyone else knows the words, I would enjoy reading them here. —AJM |
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Subject: RE: Dunderbeck From: smutspot Date: 01 Oct 97 - 05:08 PM Joe Offer, Thanks a lot for your input as well as others on Dunderbeck. Never thought I would get so much information. The one I remember had as its first line: "O once there was a Dutchman and his name was Dunderbeck He was very fond of sausage meat and ................." It is fun to know that such a history on the song is around. If I come up with anything, I will post it. My father used to sing it and we have all been looking for the words. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: DUNDERBECK From: Dick Wisan Date: 02 Oct 97 - 12:39 AM Well, if we're all pouring out versions, here's what I remember. Not exactly the same as the DT version, but: DUNDERBECK
Chorus:
One day a little boy he came a walking in the store.
Chorus:
One night the thing was busted; it quite refused to grind,
Chorus:
1. If you are teaching this to children at Y-Camp, substitute: "one terrible yank".
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Subject: Lyr/Chords Add: DUNDERBECK'S MACHINE From: Charley Noble Date: 27 Aug 01 - 04:16 PM There's already a composite version of this song in the DT. Here's my family's version which is pretty similar, but with a set of chords that can be repasted into Word, Times Font, Size 12: DUNDERBECK'S MACHINE (Anon. – Various sources Tune: The Son of a Gambolier) F----------------------------------------Bb There was a man named Dunderbeck who in-vented a machine, --C-----------------------------C7----------F It ground out perfect sausages, and it was run by steam, --------------------------------------Bb Them pussy cats and long-tailed rats, no more they will be seen, ------C----------------------------C7-----------------F They's all ground up for sausage meat in Dunderbeck's ma-chine. Chorus:
F-----------------------------Bb I moved this message here from another thread on the same topic. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: DUNDERBECK From: GUEST,Andrea Date: 17 May 03 - 10:41 AM This is how I remember it going.. very different =0) DUNDERBECK There was a big fat Dutchman, his name was Dunderbeck. He was very fond of sausage meat, sauerkraut and spat. He owned the finest butcher shop, the finest ever seen. And he took out a patent on the sausage meat machine. Oh Dunderbeck, Oh Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean? To ever have invented the sausage meat machine! Now all the rats and pussy-cats will never more be seen, for they'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderbeck's machine. One day a very little boy came walking in the store. He ordered up some sausage meat and eggs, a half a score. And while he was waiting he whistled up a tune, And all the eggs and sausage meat went dancing round the room. Oh Dunderbeck, Oh Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean? To ever have invented the sausage meat machine! Now all the rats and pussy-cats will never more be seen, for they'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderbeck's machine. Something was the matter, the machine it would not go. So Dunderbeck, he crawled inside the trouble for to know. His wife was having a nightmare, walking in her sleep. She gave the crank an awful yank and Dunderbeck was meat! Oh Dunderbeck, Oh Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean? To ever have invented the sausage meat machine! Now all the rats and pussy-cats will never more be seen, for they'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderbeck's machine. |
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Subject: RE: Dunderbeck From: Charley Noble Date: 17 May 03 - 01:49 PM Nice variant. |
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Subject: RE: Dunderbeck From: GUEST,alhuber881@aol.com Date: 12 Dec 04 - 11:57 AM My dad sang a version some seventy years ago, that went: Oh there was a little deutscherman; his name was dunderbeck he had a healthy appetite for sauerkraut and speck he had a little butcher shop, the finest ever seen and he got himself a patent to make sausage by machine. Oh dunderbck oh dunderbeck how could you be so mean now all the rats and pussy cats will never more be seen They're all ground up in sausage meat in dunderbeck's machine |
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Subject: Lyr Add: DUNDERBECK From: GUEST,GUEST, Karen Date: 17 Dec 08 - 11:47 AM This is really interesting to see all the different variations on the song. The one I heard growing up was: DUNDERBECK Chorus: Oh Dunderbeck, Oh Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean? To ever have invented the sausage meat machine. Now all the rats and pussy cats will never more be seen, They'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderbeck's machine. 1: Oh in the town of (3 syllable town you live in) there lived a mean old man. His name was Mr. Dunderbeck and he could really can. His place was overrun with rats and mice there were a few. So Dunderbeck invented a machine to grind them all to stew. 2: One day a boy came walking, a-walking in the store. He bought a pound of sausage meat and laid it on the floor. The boy began to whistle, he whistled up a tune And all the little sausage meats went dancing 'round the room. 3: One night the darned thing busted, the darned thing wouldn't go. So Dunderbeck got into it, the reason for to know. His wife was having a nightmare and walking in her sleep. She gave the crank a heck of a yank, and Dunderbeck was meat! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Dunderbeck From: Q (Frank Staplin) Date: 17 Dec 08 - 04:55 PM Canned sausage? (He could really can). Yes, I know Vienna sausages, etc., come in cans but sausage shops sell fresh. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: DUNDERBECK From: Joe_F Date: 17 Dec 08 - 08:06 PM DUNDERBECK There was a fat old Dutchman, his name was Dunderbeck. He was very fond of sauerkraut and sausage meat and speck. He had a great big butcher shop, the finest ever seen, And 'twas there that he invented the sausage-meat machine. CHORUS: Oh, Dunderbeck, oh, Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean To ever have invented the sausage-meat machine? For pussy cats and mousy rats will never more be seen, For they'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderbeck's machine. One day a funny little boy came walking in the store To buy a pound of sausage meat and eggs by half a score, And while he was a-waiting, he whistled up a tune, And all the little sausages, they danced around the room. One day something was the matter -- the darned thing wouldn't go, So Dunderbeck he crawled inside, the reason for to know. His wife she had a nightmare, came walking in her sleep, And she gave the crank a heck of a yank, and Dunderbeck was meat. As sung at Hidden Valley Boys Camp, Washington, summer 1948 |
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Subject: Lyr Add: JONATHAN BECK From: GUEST,EmJay Date: 05 Mar 09 - 11:46 AM JONATHAN BECK There was a strange old butcher, His name was JONATHAN BECK. He was very fond of sausage-meat, and sauerkraut and speck. He had the finest butcher shop, the finest ever seen, Until the day that he invented his wonderful sausage machine... Whoops bang One day a little Dutch boy came walking in the store. He ordered up some sausages and put them on the floor He started up a whistling and whistled up a tune, And all the little sausages, they danced around the room! Whoops bang One day the darn thing busted, it simply would not go. So JONATHAN BECK, he climbed inside to see what made it so. His wife she had a nightmare and came walking in her sleep; She gave the crank an awful yank, and JONATHAN BECK was meat! Whoops bang Oh MR MR JONATHAN BECK! How could you be so mean? I told you you'd be sorry for inventing that machine. For all the neighbor's dogs and cats will never more be seen; They'll all be ground to sausage meat in JONATHAN BECK's machine! |
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Subject: Lyr Add: DUNDERBACK From: GUEST,Jon Date: 14 Mar 10 - 03:48 PM This is how I remember my Dad singing it 45 years ago: DUNDERBACK I knew a fat old dutchman, his name was Dunderback He dealt in sausages, and saurkraut and spec He owned the finest butcher shop, the finest ever seen So he bought himself a patter's book, and built a sausage machine (Chorus) Oh Dunderback oh Dunderback how could you be so mean I'm sorry you ever invented that wonderful machine No long tail rats or pussycats will ever more be seen 'Cause they'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderback's machine Well one day a little boy came walking in the store He asked for a pound of sausages, and eggs to half a score And while he was a-waitin', he whistled up a tune And all the little sausages got up and danced around the room (Chorus) Something was the matter, the machine it would not go So Dunderback crawled in the side, the reason for to know His wife she had a nightmare, caming walking in her sleep She gave the crank a hell of yank, and Dunderback was meat! (Chorus) |
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Subject: Lyr Add: DUNDERBECK'S MACHINE From: GUEST,jimja Date: 31 May 10 - 03:01 PM This is our family's version: DUNDERBECK'S MACHINE Once there was a Dutchman shose name was Dunderbeck. He was very fond of sausage meat and sauerkraut and speck. For tasty, spicy sausage meat, his appetite was keen, So he built himself a great enormous sausage meat machine. Chorus: Oh Dunderbeck oh Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean? I'm sorry you invented that terrible machine, Where pussycats and long-tail rats will never more be seen, 'Cause they've all been ground to sausage meat in Dunderbeck's machine. He opened up a sausage shop and sold them by the score. His customers, they loved it and demanded more and more. He soon ran out of pork and beef and wondered what to do. So he caught some cats and dogs and rats and ground them in it, too. (chorus) One day a very little boy came walking in the store To buy a pound of sausage meat and eggs a half a score, And as the boy was standing by, he whistled up a tune, And the sausages began to hop and dance around the room. (chorus) Then something got the matter - the machine, it would not go. So Dunderbeck, he crawled inside, the reason for to know. His wife, she had a nightmare, and walking in her sleep, She gave the crank a heck(hell) of a yank, and Dunderbeck was meat! (chorus) |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Dunderbeck From: GUEST Date: 15 Aug 10 - 11:26 AM Oh Mr. Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean? Aren't you sorry you invented such a horrible machine Now pussy cats & long tail rats no longer can be seen, 'Cause they grind them up for sausages in Dunderbeck's machine.
Something got the matter in the middle of the night |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Dunderbeck From: GUEST,Jean Gershom Date: 16 Jan 11 - 07:10 PM just some more variety ...alley cats & long-tailed rats... ...some sausage meat was lying on the floor, a neighbour's kid came walking through the door whistling a jaunty tune. the sausage barked and danced around the room. You might think this song is ending but Oh!that isn't true Dunderbecke's machine was patented and there are many more making wurst and sausages our nation through and through, bringing cats and dogs and rats to you and you and you! |
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Subject: Lyr Add: DUNDERBECK'S MACHINE From: GUEST Date: 29 Sep 14 - 07:58 PM DUNDERBECK'S MACHINE Once there was a Dutchman, whose name was Dunderbeck. He was very fond of sausages and sauerkraut and speck. For tasty, spicy sausage meat his appetite was keen, So he built himself a great enormous sausage meat machine. Chorus: Oh Dunderbeck, oh Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean? I'm sorry you invented that terrible machine, Where pussycats and long-tail rats will never more be seen, For they've all been ground to sausage meat in Dunderbeck's machine. He opened up a sausage shop and sold them by the score. His customers, they loved them and demanded more and more. He soon ran out of pork and beef and wondered what to do. Then he caught some cats and dogs and rats and ground them in it, too. (chorus) One day a very little boy came walking in the store To buy a pound of sausage meat and eggs a half a score, And as the boy was standing by he whistled up a tune, And the sausages began to hop and dance around the room. (chorus) Then something got the matter, the machine, it would not go. So Dunderbeck, he crawled inside, the reason for to know. His wife, she had a nightmare, and walking in her sleep, She gave the crank a hell of a yank, and Dunderbeck was meat. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Dunderbeck From: Lighter Date: 18 Oct 19 - 07:00 PM Mary Raymond Shipman Andrews, The Courage of the Commonplace (N.Y.: Scribner's, 1911): "Oh Dunderbeck, Oh Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean, As ever to have thought of so terrible a machine! For bob-tailed rats and pussy-cats shall never more be seen, They'll all be ground to sausage-meat in Dunderbeck's machine!" |
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