Re: Sausage Machine words (almost)
Edward D Schulz (eds@MTDCR.MT.ATT.COM)
Thu, 27 Apr 1995 09:57:08 EDT
I was waiting to remember everything, but saw two postings yesterday that
were less complete than mine, yet still helped me to remember most of the
words. Except for a single line, I remember the song as we sang it in
Amherst, NH around 1972. Can you fill in the missing line, or suggest
better wording for any of this?
It always bugs me when someone posts a song without providing a hint of the
melody, but I don't know a suitable ASCII notation. Sorry 'bout that! I
guess you can make up any tune that fits the rhythm.
Ed Schulz, WL P-131 Holmdel, NJ
Oh Mister, Mister Johnny Verbeck how could you be so mean?
We 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 to sausages in Johnny Verbeck's machine.
Once there was a Dutchman whose name was Johnny Verbeck
He was a dealer in sauerkraut, sausages and speck,
[blah blah...I forgot this line. I also don't know what "speck" is.]
Until one day he invented his marvelous sausage machine.
One day I went a-walking - walking out the door
I met a man with sausages who laid them on the floor
The man began to whistle - he whistled up a tune,
And all the little sausages -- they danced around the room!
One day the darn thing busted; the machine it wouldn't go,
So Johnny Verbeck, he climbed inside to see what made it so.
His wife, while having nightmares, was walking in her sleep.
[yelling] She gave the crank -- [pause, continue still louder]
one hell of a yank -- [that's the way we sang it, anyway]
and Johnny Verbeck was meat!
Terry Howerton Sakima Group, Inc. SCOUTER Magazine Kansas City