Once there was a Dutchman
His name was Johnny Rebeck
He made the finest sausages and sauerkraut and speck.
He made the finest sausages that’ll evermore be seen,
‘Til one day he invented a sausage makin’ machine. Hey!
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Oh, Mr. Johnny Rebeck, how could you be so mean?
I told you, you’d be sorry for inventin’ that machine.
Now all the neighbors’ cats and dogs will nevermore be seen,
They’ve all been ground to sausages in Johnny Rebeck’s machine! Hey!
One day a boy came walkin’, a walkin’ through the door.
He bought a pound of sausages and laid them on the floor.
The boy began to whistle, whistle a merry tune.
And all the little sausages went dancin’ around the room. Hey!
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One day the machine got busted, the darn thing wouldn’t go.
So Johnny Rebeck, he climbed inside to see what made it so.
His wife was having a nightmare, walking in her sleep
She gave the crank a terrible yank and Johnny Rebeck was meat! Hey!
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