I have nothing to put in my stew,
Not a bone or a bean or a black-ey
So I’ll just climb in the pot to
If I can make a stew out of me.
I’ll put in some pepper and salt a

Oh they won’t let us show it at th
They think we’re gonna grab it if
And they won’t let us show it at t
But you can show it in your parlor
You can show it at a party with yo

Rings of grass crowns of flowers t
Furs that I woven of whispering h
She’s gone away where the rings ar
And the furs have warmth that a wo
Round and round round goes the whe

Unwind my mind oh baby drain my br
Unscrew my head take a part of my
Scrape away the pain and start all
I tell you baby I don’t understan
While you’re lookin’ at the pictur

Where did you get such a dirty fac
My darling dirty-faced child?
I got it from crawling along in th
And biting two buttons off Jeremy
I got it from chewing the roots of

I tripped on my shoelace
And I fell up—
Up to the roof tops,
Up over the town,
Up past the tree tops,

I made myself a snowball
As perfect as could be.
I thought I’d keep it as a pet
And let it sleep with me.
I made it some pajamas

They’ve put a brassiere on a camel
She wasn’t dressed proper, you kno
They’ve put a brassiere on a camel
So that her humps wouldn’t show.
And they’re making other respectab

My beard grows down to my toes,
I never wears no clothes,
I wraps my hair
Around my bare,
And down the road I goes.

Never bite a married woman on the
Cause she just can’t rub it off no
And when she gets home at night he
Then she’ll say it’s just a birthm
But he’ll get suspicious and then