I've been working on the railroad Ging gang gooly
I've been working on the railroad all the live-long day;
I've been working on the railroad to pass the time away. Ging gang gooly, gooly, gooly, gooly whatcha
Don't you hear the whistle blowing ? Ging gang goo, ging gang goo
Rise up so early in the morn. Ging gang gooly, gooly, gooly, gooly, whatcha
Don't you hear the captain shouting, Ging gang goo, ging gang goo.
"Dinah, blow your horn!"
Dinah won't you blow,
Dinah won't you blow, Heyla, heyla sheyla, heyla, sheyla, heyla, ho.
Dinah won't you blow your horn ? Heyla, heyla sheyla, heyla, sheyla, heyla, ho.
Dinah won't you blow,
Dinah won't you blow,
Dinah won't you blow your horn ? Shally-wally, shally-wally, shally-wally, shally-
wally,
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah,
Someone's in the kitchen I know,
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah,
Strumming on the old banjo. Oompah, oompah, oompah, oompah.
Fee fie fiddle-ee-i-o,
Fee fie fiddle-ee-i-o
Fee fie fiddle-ee-i-o,
Strumming on the old banjo. 8 9
On top of spaghetti There were ten little bottles of pop
On top of spaghetti, all covered with cheese, There were ten little bottles of pop on the wall
I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed.
Ten little bottles of pop
It rolled of the table, and onto the floor,
And then my poor meatball, it rolled out the door. If one little bottle should happen to fall
There'd be nine little bottles of pop on the wall.
It rolled in the garden, and under a bush
And then my poor meatball, was nothing but mush. Etc. to one.
The mush was as tasty, as tasty could be,
And then the next summer, it grew into a tree.
The tree was all covered, all covered with moss,
And on it grew meatballs, and tomato sauce.
So if you're eating spaghetti, all covered with cheese,
Hold onto your meatball, lest somebody sneeze.
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