Harry McClintock - Ain't We Crazy [1928].
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- [Written by Harry McClintock]
Recorded 1936 by The Tune Wranglers
Issued on Victor V-40101 A.
Recorded 5 September 1928 The Hollywood Bowl, Hollywood, CA -
Harry McClintock (whistling/vcl solo/gt).
Born Harry Kirby McClintock in Knoxville, TN [1882 - 1957]
aka "Haywire Mac"
Recorded 1928 to 1931 - 1938- 1950 - 1952
I want this played at my own memorial service.
This is a master class in rapid fire goofiness.
this is hilarious, my 4th grade teacher gave us a worksheet with this songs lyrics on it to teach us the different types of poetry/writing
I heard this song when I was 9 years old in 1961,and I instantly laughed through the whole song,and it never gets old. Clever,kinda like the movie AIRPLANE set to music.
Don’t think it circulated much, but my friend, the late Henry Young wrote a book about Haywire, copyright 1981
Thanks for preserving these great gems!
Now, I know a little ditty, it's as crazy as can be
The guy who wrote it said he wanted it, and handed it to me
I found I couldn't use it, because it sounded blue
And that's the very reason why I'm handing it to you
It's a song the alligators sing, while coming through 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
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
This is the way we pass the time away
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
We're going to sing this song all night today
It was midnight on the ocean, not a streetcar was in sight
And the sun was shining brightly, for it rained all day that night
'Twas a summer night in winter, and the rain was snowing fast
And a barefoot boy with shoes on stood a-sitting in the grass
It was evening, and the rising sun was setting in the west
The little fishes in the trees were huddled in their nests
The rain was pouring down and the moon was shining bright
And everything that you could see was hidden out of sight
While the organ peeled potatoes, lard was rendered by the choir
The sexton rung the dishrag, someone set the church on fire
"Holy smoke!" The preacher shouted, in the rain he lost his hair
Now his head resembles heaven, for there is no parting there
The cows were making cowslips, and the bells were ringing wet
And the bumblebees were making bums, and smoking cigarettes
And a man slept in a stable, and came out a little hoarse
So he hopped upon his golf sticks, and drove all around the course
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy . . .
It was midnight on the ocean, not a horsecar was in sight
As I stepped into the drugstore, to get myself a light
The man behind the counter, was a woman old and gray
Who used to peddle shoestrings, on the road to Mandalay.
"Good evening, sir," the woman said, and her eyes were bright with tears
As she put her head beneath 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
Ain't we crazy . . .
Family’s favorite road trip song!
I first heard this when I was about 12 or 13 on a mixed tape that a friend of mine had. We were both laughing really hard. We had no idea who it was or where it came from and then years later I discovered who Harry McClintock
Sounds like some of Roger Millers material maybe he got it from Harry Thanks for sharing,from,Keith
you are not kidding on the possible influence there.
I thought roger was influenced by hank williams but that sounds like it could work
The bells were wringing wet. Somehow the "w" escaped me until just now.
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Love this song.😂😜
Me too
Thank you posting this!
How did you find a clean version of this song, without the 95 year old hiss?
CD re mastered and i process in HD cheers Dave
Why would you?
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