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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,Guest LK Date: 01 Jul 19 - 11:20 PM I'm also from Philly & I learned the song at camp in the 1960's. My memory of the lyrics matches those cited by Ken Hermonat, except the last 2 lines, which I don't remember. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: keberoxu Date: 02 Jan 18 - 07:27 PM I don't know the lyric with all the non-sequiturs. The one that comes to mind is the Trout Fishing in America also known as the scouts' version. And the permutation I like best is: Oh the noble duke of York He had ten thousand men He marched them up to the top of the hill And he threw them out the window, The window, the window, He threw them out the window, Marched them up to the top of the hill And he threw them out the window |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,kimsue117 Date: 05 Oct 15 - 11:47 PM I learned from long car rides with my parents I was looking out the window the second-story window fell and sprained my eyebrow on the pavement, and pavement go get the ax there's a hair and babies chin Who built the shore so near the ocean, the ocean |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,Ken Hermonat Date: 10 Aug 15 - 08:35 PM My mother was from Philadelphia, and we sang this song on car trips when I was a kid (about 1965 or so): Oh, I fell from a window, A second story window, And I caught my eyelash on the sill, the sill. Go get an ax there's a fly in baby's mustache, A boy's best friend is his mother, I'm a moron you're another, Absence makes the heart grow fonder, P'roxide makes the hair grow blonder, Christmas comes but once a season, My father shot a horse. For some reason that song popped into my head today, and I was wondering if it appeared somewhere on the web. Sure enough! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,GUEST Date: 03 Nov 14 - 12:27 PM This is the way I remember my mother singing it: Looking through the window, the second story window When I caught my eyeball on the sill, the sill Someone get a hammer, there's a fly on baby's cradle Man's best friend is his mother You're a liar, you've been drinkin Peroxide makes your hair grow blonder My father bought a horse Yay, Pop! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,D. Cohn Date: 24 Oct 13 - 09:18 PM Ok, here's the version we sang at Har Zion day camp outside Philadelphia circa 1967: The only girl I know Has a face like a horse and buggy Down by the lakeside The fireman saved my child The fireman climbed the ladder The child was bigger than the fireman My teeth are dripping Hang out the ice to dry While peeking through the keyhole At papas wooden leg Who'll wind the click while I am gone (Wind the clock while I am...) Go get the axe, there's a flea on baby's head And a boys best friend is his mother, his mother I fell out a window, a second story window I caught my eyelash on the windowsill On the windowsill, I've got a pain, and I think it looks like rain.... Pink pills for pink people with pink pimples Whoo-whoo! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST Date: 03 Feb 13 - 11:37 PM My mother used to sing this song she learned at Camp Windywood in Pollock Louisiana in the early 1940's. This is how I remember her singing it: I fell from a window, a second story window. I caught my eyelash on the window ceil... go get the Listerine sister's got a date, a boys best friend is his mother there's no other, you been drinkin' and it's stinking.... something something.. no other.. >>>??? and I can not remember the rest. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,Heard from my mother born 1944 NYC/Little It Date: 23 Jul 12 - 11:21 PM I fell out of a window A second story window And left, my eyelash on a sill...sill Go get the ax there's a flying baby's moustache You've been drinking moonshine whiskey No I haven't ... Hiccup Hey hedy Lamarr |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,BB Date: 17 Jun 12 - 06:36 AM I learned the song from my mother (who was also from Brooklyn, where she grew up in the 40s), in another slightly different variation: I fell from a window, a thirteenth story window And caught my fourteenth eyelash on the sill, the sill Quick! Get a doctor, there's a fly on a baby's mustache A man's best friend is his mother You're another Presence makes the heart grow fonder Absence makes it last much longer Carrots cost a bushel a dollar My mother shot a horse - BANG! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,brooklyn Date: 01 May 12 - 09:23 AM Did anyone hear the version- I fell out of a window, a second story window and caught my eyelash on a sill, a sill. Go get the axe theres a fly on baby's mustache. A man's best friend is his mother. You're a liar. You've been drinking mucho whiskey. No, I haven't. No, I haven't. ??? |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,S.Wolf Date: 10 Mar 12 - 08:44 AM Now that I read another post from Brooklyn: There is one word different from Mark Cohen's. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder" is the way we sang it. Thanks for the reminder, Joelass. My father was from Brooklyn. My daughter is teaching this to her daughter, they live In MI. YEA! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST Date: 17 Dec 11 - 04:32 PM This is great! I loved reading all the different versions. My mother's went like this: Looking through the window, a second story window, I fell and sprained my eyebrow on the pavement, pavement. Run get the axe. There's a hair on baby's chest. Who cut the sleeves off papa's vest, his vest? Looking through the knothole in grandpa's wooden leg. Who will wind the clock when I am gone, gone? We feed our baby garlic so we find him in the dark. A boy's best friend is his mother, his mother. The horses run around - their feet are on the ground. Why did they build the shore so near the ocean, ocean? Run get the Listerine - sister wants a beau. We hope that Granny's teeth will soon fit Jenny, Jenny. Oh, he has a wooden leg and uses thumbtacks for his garters. The onion is a husky vegetable, ble. A snake belt never slips because he has no hips, And his waistline comes up below his necktie, necktie. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,Arrafel Date: 11 Nov 11 - 08:16 PM I learned a different version in Girl scouts. Makes me think of the telephone game, with all the little changes. A snake fell out of a window, A second story window, And left his eyelash on the sill, on the sill. Don't lose your head, There's a flying baby mustache. A man's best friend is his mother, You're a genius, I'm another. Distance make the heart grow fonder, Peroxide makes the hair grow blonder, Yule-tide comes but once a year, My Father shot a tree, BANG! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: open mike Date: 25 Jul 11 - 09:13 PM I have heard of a fiddle tune called "feed the babies onions so you can find 'em in the dark" |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST Date: 25 Jul 11 - 06:21 PM Hal I learned these alternate lines: The horses run around, their feet upon the ground Who'll wind the clock while I'm away A snake's belt slips because he has no hips, And his waistline is just below his necktie. Go get the axe, there's a hair on baby's chin, And a boy's best friend is his mother. We feed the baby garlic So we can find him in the dark |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,Joelass Date: 11 Jul 11 - 03:16 PM I leaarned this in the Boy Scouts in Brooklyn in the late 30's almost exactly as Mark Cohen writes. I fell from a window, a second story window, And caught my eyelash on a sill, a sill. Go get the axe, there's a fly on baby's mustach;. A boy's best friend is his mother- You're a liar, I'm another Absence make the heart grow fonder, Peroxide makes the hair grow blonder, Christmas comes but once a season, My father shot a horse- BANG! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: Nigel Parsons Date: 14 Jan 11 - 04:30 AM (not) totally unconnected, and first verse missing (if ever there was one) about a fire. This recitation. ... Suddenly, though the smoke, on the second floor, We saw a face, a human face, Framed in a window. And it cried "Help! Help! Save Me! Save me!" So we stretched out our bit of tarpaulin and said: "If you jump into this here tarpaulin, you'll be safe." And would he jump? No. And the flames went up higher & higher. Suddenly, though the smoke, on the third floor, We saw a face, a human face, Framed in a window. And it cried "Help! Help! Save Me! Save me!" So we stretched out our bit of tarpaulin and said: "If you jump into this here tarpaulin, you'll be safe." And would he jump? No. And the flames went up higher & higher. Suddenly, though the smoke, on the fourth floor, We saw a face, a human face, Framed in a window. And it cried "Help! Help! Save Me! Save me!" So we stretched out our bit of tarpaulin and said: "If you jump into this here tarpaulin, you'll be safe." And would he jump? No. And the flames went up higher & higher. ... (continued for as long as you can get away with, by now people should be joining in!) Suddenly, though the smoke, on the top floor, We saw a face, a human face, Framed in a window. And it cried "Help! Help! Save Me! Save me!" So we stretched out our bit of tarpaulin and said: "If you jump into this here tarpaulin, you'll be safe." And would he jump? Yes. And he broke his bleedin' neck!. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST Date: 13 Jan 11 - 06:56 PM So I heard it this way from my mom (who grew up in Northern Kentucky in the 50s-60s). Pretty similar to Mark and Lily... I was looking out a window, a second story window When I caught my eyeball on the sill, the sill Someone get a hatchet, there's a flying baby's cradle A man's best friend is his mother You're a liar You've been drinkin' Peroxide makes your hair grow blonder Onions make your breath smell stronger My father bought a horse Yay, pop! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: Leadfingers Date: 03 Dec 10 - 07:25 PM NOT the Pete Atkin 'Ballad of an Upstairs Window' then ! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,Gerry Date: 03 Dec 10 - 04:57 PM When my friends and I sang it in New York City in the late 1950s, early 1960s, we incremented the story in each chorus, something like, Jack and Jill went up the hill/To fetch a pail of water/Jack fell down and broke his crown/And threw it out the window, the window/The FIRST story window/Jack fell down and broke his crown/And threw it out the window, then Mary threw her little lamb out the SECOND story window, Jack Horner threw his plum out the THIRD story window, and so on. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,Joelass Date: 02 Dec 10 - 11:11 PM I learned almost the exact version as offered by Guest Lily- Around 1938 or 39 in my Brooklyn boy Scout Troop. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: Cool Beans Date: 11 Apr 10 - 01:49 PM McGrath, in the US the second story is one flight up. Does that make it the first floor where you are? What we call the first floor, which is at street level, you call the ground floor? |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,Nannie Date: 11 Apr 10 - 01:29 PM My mother sang it to me like this: The horses run around, their feet are on the ground, oh who will wind the clock when I'm away, away. A snake's belt always slips, just because he has no hips. And a boy's best friend is his mother, no other! Looking out a window, a second story window, I fell and sprained my eyebrow on the pavement, the pavement. Go get the axe, there's a hair on baby's chest! And a boy's best friend is his mother, no other! Does spearment lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight? We feed the baby garlic so we find him without light. Quick! Get the listerine, sister's got a beau! And a boy's best friend is him mother, no other. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,TJ in San Diego Date: 25 Mar 10 - 07:12 PM This is another old evergreen from "Song Fest," the old college song book from the fifties. Here's a link - http://www.ioca.org/songfest/ |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,KK Date: 25 Mar 10 - 05:54 PM We sang a version as kids (ok 35 years ago!!): Looking through a window, a seven story window I slipped and sprained my eyebrow on the pavement, the pavement A snakes belt fits 'cause he has no hips And his waistline is just below his neckline Looking through a knothole in Father's wooden leg Why did they build the shore so near the ocean, the ocean Go get the Listerine, sister wants a beau And we hope that grandma's teeth will soon fit Jenny, fit Jenny Horses run around their feet are on the ground Who will feed the clock while I'm away, away We feed the baby garlic to see him in the dark And a boy's best friend is his mother, his mother |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: McGrath of Harlow Date: 30 Dec 09 - 04:37 PM "Second story" is what we'd call the "first floor" isn't it? |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,LOLA Date: 30 Dec 09 - 04:31 PM Oh, I fell out a winder, a second story winder, And caught my eyelash on the winder seal. Here comes a train. Oh, I think it looks like rain. A boy's best friend is his mother, no other. While looking through the knothole on daddy's wooden leg, Why do they build the shore so near the ocean? Go get the axe. There's a fly on Lizzie's ear. A boy's best friend is his mother, no other. We'll feed the baby garlic so we'll find him in the dark. Peroxide makes the hair grow blonder. Go get the Listerine. My sister needs a beau. A boy's best friend is his mother, no other. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,Lily Date: 22 Oct 09 - 04:16 PM I have learned almost the same version as u mark fell from a window, a second story window caught my eyelash on the sill, sill Go get an axe, there's a fly on baby's mustache A boy's best friend is his mother (I'm a lier, you're another) Presents make the heart grow fonder Peroxide makes the hair grow blonder Christmas comes but once a year My father shot a horse Bang! I LOVE CAMP!!! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: open mike Date: 22 Jul 09 - 09:31 PM ah so many mother goose rhymes are violent-- let's throw them out the window little old lady who lived in a shoe had so many children she didn't know what to do she threw them out the window... |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,Sheila Date: 22 Jul 09 - 08:47 AM I learned the chorus as: "The window, the window, The second story window, Make up a rhyme and sing it on time and Throw it out the window." |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Window From: GUEST,S. Wolf Date: 21 Jul 09 - 06:20 PM I have often wondered if anyone else sang this silly song. My mother taught it to me the way Mark Cohen quoted it. I also grew up in Philadelphia. I was beginning to think I was crazy! Thank you. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Windo From: Mark Cohen Date: 15 Aug 03 - 12:34 AM Here's the way I learned it (Philadelphia, around 1962 or so): I fell from a window, a second story window And caught my eyelash on the sill, the sill Go get an axe, there's a fly on baby's mustache A boy's best friend is his mother (I'm a moron, you're another) Presents make the heart grow fonder Peroxide makes the hair grow blonder Christmas comes but once a season My father shot a horse Bang! Bang! Ne-e-e-i-i-i-gh! That's how I learned it, though I don't know how it might have been taught to the person I learned it from. I do remember that my sister and I would laugh hysterically when we got to the line, "...there's a fly on baby's mustache." But those were simpler times. Aloha, Mark |
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Subject: Lyr Add: Thrown Through The Window From: Nigel Parsons Date: 14 Aug 03 - 05:41 PM For a fuller version of "Thrown through the window", which has already been quoted as a Scout song: THROWN THROUGH THE WINDOW Under the spreading chestnut tree, The village smithy stands: The smith a mighty man is he – But we'll throw him through the window. The window! The window! We'll throw him through the window. The smith a mighty man is he – But we'll throw him through the window. The boy stood on the burning deck, And he refused to leave: He said, "When this deck gets burnt out – I'll throw it through the window." Old Mother Hubbard she went to the cupboard, To get the poor dog a bone: But when she got there the cupboard was bare – So she threw it through the window. Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, Eating his Christmas pie: He put in his thumb and pulled out a plum – And he threw it through the window. Little Miss Muffett sat on a tuffet, Eating her curds and whey: There came a big spider, and sat down beside her – So she threw it through the window. Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water: Jack fell down and broke his crown – So she threw him through the window. Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon: The little dog laughed to see such fun – So they threw him through the window. The above is copied from 'The Hackney Scout Song Book' (1938 edition) which in turn refers to "The Camp Song Book" published by the YMCA as being a source for the music. NP |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Windo From: hrothgleas Date: 14 Aug 03 - 04:50 PM I know a few alternate lines to the silly song, 'A boys best friend' We feed our baby garlic so we can find him in the dark And a boy's best friend is his mother Grandma, get off the stove - You're too old to ride the range Oh a boys best friend is his mother |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Windo From: Chocolate Pi Date: 02 Apr 00 - 07:37 PM I learned the nursery rhyme version; "Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard To get her old dog a bone But when she got there, the cupboard was bare, So she threw him out the window, the window, the second story window, She threw him out the window." "Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl And he threw them out the window, (etc)." Chocolate Pi (wondering how she messed up the keyboard map in X-windows so that backspace maps to delete and Ctl-H to backspace) |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Windo From: ceitagh Date: 02 Apr 00 - 07:36 PM That's where my brothers picked it up i think.... |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Windo From: Timehiker Date: 02 Apr 00 - 07:24 PM Ceitagh, That's the version I heard the boy scouts sing years ago.
Take care |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Windo From: ceitagh Date: 02 Apr 00 - 04:20 PM My brothers and I used to sing a song by the same name, but it was a nursery rhyme game. It went like this: The window, the window, the second story window, if you don't sing a nursery rhyme, we'll throw you out the window! (recited)Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was white as snow and everywhere that Mary went, she threw it out- The window, the window....(etc.) (continued with various nursery rhymes similarily twisted...) Sound familiar to anybody? ceit |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Second Story Windo From: Uncle_DaveO Date: 02 Apr 00 - 04:03 PM I neglected to add my initials to that submission: DRO |
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Subject: The Second Story Windo From: Uncle_DaveO Date: 02 Apr 00 - 04:02 PM A nice nonsense song:
While looking out a window, a second story window
Peeping through the knotholes in Grandpas' wooden leg
They spanked hm with a shingle, which made his panties tingle
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