Bishop danced with a thumbscrew woman   Did a double-quick back-flip and slid across the floor   The catholic traffic flowed freely across the river   And fiddlestick fiddled quick out the front door   Baby dumpling, mama's in the back tree   If the bough breaks mama might fall   Little sad and only, baby don't be lonely   Mama knows 'rithmetic, knows how to take a fall   Mama knows 'rithmetic, knows how to take a fall   And the kids are crying   Flapjacks, make'em fat, early in the morning   Little jack, grab your hat   Hear the breakfast call   Muskrat, bad old cat, kick him in the fireplace   There's someone in the kitchen blowing dinah on their   Horn   There's someone in the kitchen blowing dinah like they're   Born      Maverick daddy got one-night prize   The glides like a monkey-mule kickin' on the backslide   Over hill, over hill, daddy don't you spill now   Papa got a switch-stick, he's pumping little bill   Papa got a switch-stick, he's pumping little bill   And bill, he's crying   Tomahawk, tomahawk, daddy better duck out   The mohawks, the mohawks, they're still out there in the woods   Molatar, okenah, running through my dreams now      With fire on their fingertips and injun's screams   Fire on their fingertips and feathers made of moonbeams   Early in the morning the cannoneer cried   I seem the sailor's warning in the western sky   Oh mountain man, if you can, cut me down a fir tree   Branches full of candlesticks for baby and me   And my darling cried, she said, honey, the weather vane   Lately it's been pointin' the way to heaven   Scatterbrains, scatterbrains, watch out where you fall champagne, champagne,   A round for all the old choirboys   They're bustin' off the altar chasing   Dinah through the hall   They're bustin' off the altar chasing   Dinah through the hall      And like kids they're crying   Flapjacks, make 'em fat, early in the morning   Little jack, grab your hat   Hear the breakfast call   Muskrat, bad old cat, kick him in the fireplace   There's someone in the kitchen blowing   Dinah on their horn   There's someone in the kitchen blowing   Dinah like they're born.