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CHORUS: Oh, let us sing right out (sing out!)
For Grandma's Lye Soap,
Sing it out, all over the place!
For pots and pans, and dirty dishes,
And for your hands,And for your face!

Little Therman, and Brother Herman,
Had an aversion to washing their ears...
Grandma scrubbed them with her lye soap,
And they haven't heard a word in years!  CHOR.

Do you remember Grandma's Lye Soap,
Good for everything in the home,
And the secret was in the scrubbing,
It wouldn't suds, and wouldn't foam,

Mrs. O'Malley, out in the valley,
Suffered from ulcers, I understand,
She swallowed a cake of Grandma's Lye Soap,
Has the cleanest ulcers in the land!

CHOR. Oh, let us sing right out (sing out!)
For Grandma's Lye Soap,
Sing it out, all over the place!
For pots and pans, and dirty dishes,
And for your face! And for your hands.


GREAT GREEN GOBS
From Tina B. I am 33 years old and always thought that this song was created by me and my cousins. What is the true history of this really cool song? I have taught both of my kids our version of it. We love to sing it in the car. Also, do you have any recollection of a song about a dead dog named Rover? (see song and several variants on “D” page) Just wondering . . .

Ed. Note: Here’s one of those “lovely” totally gross songs we all learned as kids, and have had residing as “ear worms” ever since!

From Barbara O. I'm not even sure of what made me think of this old song we sang as children. I was having a little trouble remembering the words and thought - I'll bet I could just type in "great green gobs" and come up with a website - sure enough - here I am! Some of our words were a little different. We sang: Great green gobs of greasy, grimy gopher gutsMutilated monkey meatConcentrated birdie's feetAll wrapped up in ???? (I can't remember!). . . And I'm without a spoon!

And another variant from Mrs M.: The eyeball part always cracked me up. Once our minister intoned, Now suppose your whole body were an eye ( I Cor. 12:17), how would you like to see a thing like that, bouncing down the street? I nearly lost it that day. We sang it like this:

Great Big Gobs of Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts
Mutilated Monkey Meat
Disconnected Birdies' Beaks
Gory Eyeballs Rolling Down the Dusty Street
And I Forgot My Spoon!

And another from Dawn:
Great green gobs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
percolated monkey meat,
little birdies's stinky feet,
french fried eyeballs,
boiled in a pot of blood,
and me without my spoon!
(I sang this for years while carving jack o'lanterns. :)