"He was wild and wooly and full of fleas, and never been curried below the knees." My dad used to sing that snatch of song from time to time. I'm not sure I ever heard the entire song. It's funny how people often remember just part of a song, yet that doesn't stop them from singing it. One of my favorite teachers in high school used to sing, "Howdy do, Zebby Sue, have a biscuit , then have two." I have no idea what the rest of that song might be. My sister and I remember a song that was in the ancient songbook we both used in grade school. We think it was called "The Farmer and His Wife," but we aren't sure. It told the story of a farmer who thought his wife had it easy until they traded places one day and he found out how much work she did at home while he was out in the field. We can remember most of the lyrics, between our two brains, but not all of it. We've never been able to find the rest of the song online, either. It's a good thing I live out in the country, because I often go outside on a nice morning and sing, "It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood!" but never the entire song because I can't remember all the words.
6 months ago by scribblingramma (58)
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