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:biggrin: It's the song the alligators sing while coming though the rye
As they serenade the elephants up in the trees so high.
The iceman hums this ditty as he shovels in the coal,
And the monkeys join the chorus up around the northern pole.
It was midnight on the ocean. Not a streetcar was in sight.
The sun was shining brightly and it rained all day that night.
It was a summer's day in winter and the rain was snowing fast,
And a barefoot boy with shoes on stood sitting in the grass.
And the cows were making cowslips, and the bells were ringing wet.
The bumblebees were making bums and smoking cigarettes.
A man went in a stable and came out a little hoarse.
He jumped upon his golf stick and rode all around the course.
While the organ peeled potatoes, lard was rendered by the choir.
The sexton rang a dishrag. Someone set the church on fire.
"Holy smokes!" the preacher shouted. In the rain, he lost his hair.
Now his head resembles heaven 'cause there ain't no partin' there.
It was midnight on the ocean. Not a horse cart was in sight.
I went into a drugstore to get myself a light.
The man behind the counter was a lady old and gray
Who used to peddle shoestrings on the road to Mandelay.
"My husband's dead," the lady said. Her eyes were dry with tears.
She put her head between her feet and stood that way for years.
Her children six were orphans except one tiny tot
Who lived in a house across the street above a vacant lot.
It was midnight and the rising sun was setting in the west.
The little fishies in the trees were huddled in their nests.
It was a dark and stormy night and the sun was shining bright,
And everything that you could see was hidden out of sight.
As they serenade the elephants up in the trees so high.
The iceman hums this ditty as he shovels in the coal,
And the monkeys join the chorus up around the northern pole.
It was midnight on the ocean. Not a streetcar was in sight.
The sun was shining brightly and it rained all day that night.
It was a summer's day in winter and the rain was snowing fast,
And a barefoot boy with shoes on stood sitting in the grass.
And the cows were making cowslips, and the bells were ringing wet.
The bumblebees were making bums and smoking cigarettes.
A man went in a stable and came out a little hoarse.
He jumped upon his golf stick and rode all around the course.
While the organ peeled potatoes, lard was rendered by the choir.
The sexton rang a dishrag. Someone set the church on fire.
"Holy smokes!" the preacher shouted. In the rain, he lost his hair.
Now his head resembles heaven 'cause there ain't no partin' there.
It was midnight on the ocean. Not a horse cart was in sight.
I went into a drugstore to get myself a light.
The man behind the counter was a lady old and gray
Who used to peddle shoestrings on the road to Mandelay.
"My husband's dead," the lady said. Her eyes were dry with tears.
She put her head between her feet and stood that way for years.
Her children six were orphans except one tiny tot
Who lived in a house across the street above a vacant lot.
It was midnight and the rising sun was setting in the west.
The little fishies in the trees were huddled in their nests.
It was a dark and stormy night and the sun was shining bright,
And everything that you could see was hidden out of sight.
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