Bishop danced with a thumbscrew woman
Did a double-quick back-flip and slid across the floor
The catholic traffic flowed freely across the river
And fiddlestick fiddled quick out the front door
Baby dumpling, mamas in the back tree
If the bough breaks mama might fall
Little sad and only, baby dont be lonely
Mama knows rithmetic, knows how to take a fall
Mama knows rithmetic, knows how to take a fall
And the kids are crying
Flapjacks, makeem fat, early in the morning
Little jack, grab your hat
Hear the breakfast call
Muskrat, bad old cat, kick him in the fireplace
Theres someone in the kitchen blowing dinah on their
Horn
Theres someone in the kitchen blowing dinah like theyre
Born
Maverick daddy got one-night prize
The glides like a monkey-mule kickin on the backslide
Over hill, over hill, daddy dont you spill now
Papa got a switch-stick, hes pumping little bill
Papa got a switch-stick, hes pumping little bill
And bill, hes crying
Tomahawk, tomahawk, daddy better duck out
The mohawks, the mohawks, theyre still out there in the woods
Molatar, okenah, running through my dreams now
With fire on their fingertips and injuns screams
Fire on their fingertips and feathers made of moonbeams
Early in the morning the cannoneer cried
I seem the sailors warning in the western sky
Oh mountain man, if you can, cut me down a fir tree
Branches full of candlesticks for baby and me
And my darling cried, she said, honey, the weather vane
Lately its been pointin the way to heaven
Scatterbrains, scatterbrains, watch out where you fall champagne, champagne,
A round for all the old choirboys
Theyre bustin off the altar chasing
Dinah through the hall
Theyre bustin off the altar chasing
Dinah through the hall
And like kids theyre crying
Flapjacks, make em fat, early in the morning
Little jack, grab your hat
Hear the breakfast call
Muskrat, bad old cat, kick him in the fireplace
Theres someone in the kitchen blowing
Dinah on their horn
Theres someone in the kitchen blowing
Dinah like theyre born
