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Ta-Ra-Ra Boom De-Ay

1879.10.7-1915.9.19


I had a job once threshing wheat, worked sixteen hours with hands
and feet.
And when the moon was shining bright, they kept me working all the
night.
One moonlight night, I hate to tell, I "accidentally'' slipped and fell.
My pitchfork went right in between some cog wheels of that
thresh-machine.

         Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay!
         It made a noise that way.
         And wheels and bolts and hay,
         Went flying every way.
         That stingy rube said, "Well!
         A thousand gone to hell.''
         But I did sleep that night,
         I needed it all right.

Next day that stingy rube did say, "I'll bring my eggs to town today;
You grease my wagon up, you mutt, and don't forget to screw the nut.''
I greased his wagon all right, but I plumb forgot to screw the nut,
And when he started on that trip, the wheel slipped off and broke
his hip.

         Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay!
         It made a noise that way,
         That rube was sure a sight,
         And mad enough to fight;
         His whiskers and his legs
         Were full of scrambled eggs;
         I told him, "That's too bad --
         I'm feeling very sad.''

And then that farmer said, "You turk! I bet you are an I-Won't Work.''
He paid me off right there, By Gum! So I went home and told my chum.
Next day when threshing did commence, my chum was Johnny on the fence;
And 'pon my word, that awkward kid, he dropped his pitchfork, like I
did.

         Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay!
         It made a noise that way,
         And part of that machine
         Hit Reuben on the bean.
         He cried, "Oh me, oh my;
         I nearly lost my eye.''
         My partner said, "You're right --
         It's bedtime now, good night.''

But still that rube was pretty wise, these things did open up his eyes.
He said, "There must be something wrong; I think I work my men too
long.''
He cut the hours and raised the pay, gave ham and eggs for every day,
Now gets his men from union hall, and has no "accidents" at all.

         Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay!
         That rube is feeling gay;
         He learned his lesson quick,
         Just through a simple trick.
         For fixing rotten jobs
         And fixing greedy slobs,
         This is the only way,
         Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-ay!


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