I hadn’t either till I found this in a book of records at a thrift store. Since then I’ve found another of his songs “The Old Gray Mare is Back Where She Used to Be” which is lyrically similar to this
Elmer Fudd did one for Warner Brothers. Oh Susannah, oh don't you cwy fow me I'm gonna get me wots of gold Out on the wone pwaiwie Gold is where you find it And when I find that stuff I'll dig and dig and dig and dig I'll never get enough I'll twamp the pwaiwies and the pwains I twudge each weawy mile I'll twamp and twudge and twudge and twamp Until I make my pile Oh, Susanna, oh don't you cwy fow me I'm gonna get me wots of gold "V" fow "victowy" I'm a wagged wugged wover Of the wild and woowy west Of all the stuff that I ain't got I wike gold the best Oh, it wained all night the day I weft The weather it was dwy It was so warm I fwoze to death Susanna, don't you cwy Oh, Susanna, oh don't you cwy fow me I'm gonna get me wots of gold "V" fow "victowy" However, some rabbit interfered with his plans to prospect.
LYRICS: Oh Adolf Hiter grabbed a tail He hung right on with tooth and nail When he saw what he had then he began to swear On the end of that tail was a Russian bear The old bear growled and started him to shake Adolf knew he'd made a mistake He tried to hang on then he tried to let go Now they have a new dance called "Hitler in the snow" Oh I saw Mussolini sitting on a log All puffed up like a great big frog I sneaked up close and stuck him with a wire He just went "pffft" like an old flat tire I took his hide and hung it on a tree The tree said, "Hey, don't do that to me" So I took it on home to my mother-in-law She threw me outside with the turkey in the straw Oh a monkey and a baboon sittin' on a rail Feeling mighty bad and looking kind of pale A little yellow rat comes sneaking 'round the weed The monkey said, "Look, there's the guy we need" The rat climbed up and they all begin to grin Long timer fella with whiskers on his chin He kicked that rail and he broke it with a crack And that was the last of the three-power pact Oh the frost is on the pumpkin and the potter's in the shop And the Yanks are a moving and they pack an awful sock The sheep are in the meadow and the cows are in the corn There's gonna be a scrap just as sure as you're born Soldiers, sailors, pilots, marines Tall ones, short ones, lots of in-betweens Powder in their gun and sand in their craw Stepping to the tune of "Turkey In The Straw" Oh swing your partner, here we go To Berlin, Rome, and Tokyo We'll put'em in a sack and give it a swish Throw'em in the river and kill all the fish Tie'em to a rope and give'em a swing Just like a monkey on the end of a swing Kick'em in the pants and sock'em in the jaw Teach'em how to dance ol' "Turkey In The Straw" Forehand's 'round and everybody shout Skunk in the woodpile, gotta chase him out Adolf Hiter bit off a chaw Jam it down his throat with "Turkey In The Straw" 1942 Turkey In The Straw Performed by Carson Robison Recorded January 1942 Written by Carson Robison
No wonder that it was a hit. Carson Robison most grossly underrated musician of all.
How did we mis this banger for 7 years😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
I'm a young guy who's never heard of Carson Robinson before, but those lyrics are surprisingly funny. I'll be googling this guy
I hadn’t either till I found this in a book of records at a thrift store. Since then I’ve found another of his songs “The Old Gray Mare is Back Where She Used to Be” which is lyrically similar to this
I have this one somewhere. Thank You for sharing!
Your welcome! It’s quite a catchy novelty tune!
What a cool song!
I like it, yes. That was Proper for WWII.
First time I listened that song was in a submarine simulator game megamod
@Clockworks Gamer yes I'm referring to silent hunter IV. In the base game I didn't heard it. But in the Trigger Maru mod, yes
@Clockworks Gamer just started FotRS and it's great
This is a banger😂
Guess records aren't bulletproof
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Now we need a WW2 version of Oh Susanna too!
Elmer Fudd did one for Warner Brothers.
Oh Susannah, oh don't you cwy fow me
I'm gonna get me wots of gold
Out on the wone pwaiwie
Gold is where you find it
And when I find that stuff
I'll dig and dig and dig and dig
I'll never get enough
I'll twamp the pwaiwies and the pwains
I twudge each weawy mile
I'll twamp and twudge and twudge and twamp
Until I make my pile
Oh, Susanna, oh don't you cwy fow me
I'm gonna get me wots of gold
"V" fow "victowy"
I'm a wagged wugged wover
Of the wild and woowy west
Of all the stuff that I ain't got
I wike gold the best
Oh, it wained all night the day I weft
The weather it was dwy
It was so warm I fwoze to death
Susanna, don't you cwy
Oh, Susanna, oh don't you cwy fow me
I'm gonna get me wots of gold
"V" fow "victowy"
However, some rabbit interfered with his plans to prospect.
@@HooDatDonDar No
Even this is better than thick of it😂
Absolutely
LYRICS:
Oh Adolf Hiter grabbed a tail
He hung right on with tooth and nail
When he saw what he had then he began to swear
On the end of that tail was a Russian bear
The old bear growled and started him to shake
Adolf knew he'd made a mistake
He tried to hang on then he tried to let go
Now they have a new dance called "Hitler in the snow"
Oh I saw Mussolini sitting on a log
All puffed up like a great big frog
I sneaked up close and stuck him with a wire
He just went "pffft" like an old flat tire
I took his hide and hung it on a tree
The tree said, "Hey, don't do that to me"
So I took it on home to my mother-in-law
She threw me outside with the turkey in the straw
Oh a monkey and a baboon sittin' on a rail
Feeling mighty bad and looking kind of pale
A little yellow rat comes sneaking 'round the weed
The monkey said, "Look, there's the guy we need"
The rat climbed up and they all begin to grin
Long timer fella with whiskers on his chin
He kicked that rail and he broke it with a crack
And that was the last of the three-power pact
Oh the frost is on the pumpkin and the potter's in the shop
And the Yanks are a moving and they pack an awful sock
The sheep are in the meadow and the cows are in the corn
There's gonna be a scrap just as sure as you're born
Soldiers, sailors, pilots, marines
Tall ones, short ones, lots of in-betweens
Powder in their gun and sand in their craw
Stepping to the tune of "Turkey In The Straw"
Oh swing your partner, here we go
To Berlin, Rome, and Tokyo
We'll put'em in a sack and give it a swish
Throw'em in the river and kill all the fish
Tie'em to a rope and give'em a swing
Just like a monkey on the end of a swing
Kick'em in the pants and sock'em in the jaw
Teach'em how to dance ol' "Turkey In The Straw"
Forehand's 'round and everybody shout
Skunk in the woodpile, gotta chase him out
Adolf Hiter bit off a chaw
Jam it down his throat with "Turkey In The Straw"
1942 Turkey In The Straw
Performed by Carson Robison
Recorded January 1942
Written by Carson Robison
We could do one w/ Ilhan Omar & company