Sunday, February 22, 2009

The Whale

In my entry last week, I posted the phrase:
In San Francisco Town there lived a whale,
I can't believe you can't remember the old 78 Burl Ives records we used to have. The Whale song goes as follows:
In San Francisco Town there lived a whale,
She ate pork chops by the pail,
By the pillbox, by the suitcase,
By the bathtub, by the schooner.

Her name is Sarah and she's a peach,
But you can't leave food within her reach,
Nor nursemaids, nor Airedales,
Nor chocolate ice cream sodas.

She eats a lot but when she smiles,
You can see her teeth for miles and miles,
And her herbadores, and her spareribs,
and things too fierce to mention.

So what can you do in a case like that,
What can you do but sit on your hat,
Or your toothbrush, or your grandmother,
Or anything else that's helpless.

Other songs on those records were "Buckeye Jim", "The Goat", "The Grey Goose", "Mr. Rabbit", "The Sow Took The Measles", and "The Tailor and the Mouse". I was looking up some things online, and ran across a Burl Ives Children's album that has all of those songs on it. It was good to hear those old songs again.

3 comments:

Kendell said...

I remember some of the rest of those songs ... Mr rabbit, Mr rabbit, your ears are mighty long .... Thanks for digging up some fun memories..

Deanna said...

I remember that record. By the time I was listening to it, there was a scratch on it. The needle would get stuck on "And the Sow Took the Measles" and it would play "and she died, and she died, and she died..." over and over again.
I always loved picturing someone sitting on his toothbrush. That's a great image...

Dean Strong said...

What do you do in a case like that,
What do you do but sit on your hat,
Or your toothbrush, or your grandmother, or anything so helpless.