Rack 'Em Up, Stack 'Em Up

RACK 'EM UP, STACK 'EM UP

To the tune of "Turkey In The Straw," there is no order to each verse–
they just get a little bit louder, and a whole lot worse!

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Verse: There was an old chicken, and she had a wooden foot,
She laid her eggs by a mulberry root,
She laid more eggs than any hen on the farm,
So another wooden foot wouldn' do her any harm.

Chorus: Turkey in the hay, Ah, ha, ha,
Turkey in the straw, Aw, haw, haw,
Rack ‘em up, stack ‘em up,
Gee and a haw,
And we'll sing a little tune, called
"Turkey In The Straw."

Verse: There was a little chickie, and she had a wooden leg,
And they poured hot vinegar up and down her leg,
And the little chickie cackled, and the little chickie begged,
And the goshdarn chickie laid a pickled egg. Chorus:

Verse: There was an old chicken, and she wouldn't lay an egg,
So they poured hot cocoa up and down her leg,
And the old chicken cackled, and the old chicken begged,
And the goshdarn chicken laid a chocolate-covered egg. Chorus:

Verse: If frogs had wings, and snakes had hair,
And automobiles flew through the air,
If a watermelon grew on a huckleberry vine,
Then we'd have winter in the summertime. Chorus:

Verse: There was an old farmer, and he had an awful scare,
He was chased ten miles, by a grizzly bear,
The people in the town thought he'd lost his mind,
To run ten miles, with a bear (?) behind. Chorus:

Here's a version with some actions to go along:

Verse 1: Do your ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you fling them over your shoulder,
Like a continental soldier?
Do your ears hang low? Thumbs in your ears, fingers pointing downward.
Wiggle your fingers back and forth.
"Tie" them into a knot,
And then, into a "bow."
Fling your hands over your shoulders.
Salute, right–left–right hands.
As Line 1.

Verse 2: Yes, my ears hang low,
And they wobble to and fro,
I can tie them in a knot,
I can tie them in a bow,
I can fling them over my shoulder,
Like a continental soldier,
Yes, my ears hang low. Repeat actions, as above.

Verse (Worse): I went into a bakery to get a bite to eat,
'Cause I was hungry from my head to my feet,
And I picked up a doughnut, and I wiped off the grease,
And I handed the lady a five cent piece.

Well, she looked at the nickle, and she looked at me,
And she said, "My dear, can't you plainly see,
There's a hole in this nickle, and a hole right through."
Says I, "There's a hole in the doughnut, too!" Chorus:

Question: Do you know why the baker stopped baking doughnuts?

Answer: She got tired of the "hole" business!

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Verse: There was an old chicken, and she had a wooden foot, She laid her eggs by a mulberry root, She laid more eggs than any hen on the farm, So another wooden foot wouldn' do her any harm.
Chorus: Turkey in the hay, Ah, ha, ha, Turkey in the straw, Aw, haw, haw, Rack ‘em up, stack ‘em up, Gee and a haw, And we'll sing a little tune, called "Turkey In The Straw."
Verse: There was a little chickie, and she had a wooden leg, And they poured hot vinegar up and down her leg, And the little chickie cackled, and the little chickie begged, And the goshdarn chickie laid a pickled egg. Chorus:
Verse: There was an old chicken, and she wouldn't lay an egg, So they poured hot cocoa up and down her leg, And the old chicken cackled, and the old chicken begged, And the goshdarn chicken laid a chocolate-covered egg. Chorus:
Verse: If frogs had wings, and snakes had hair, And automobiles flew through the air, If a watermelon grew on a huckleberry vine, Then we'd have winter in the summertime. Chorus:
Verse: There was an old farmer, and he had an awful scare, He was chased ten miles, by a grizzly bear, The people in the town thought he'd lost his mind, To run ten miles, with a bear (?) behind. Chorus:
*Here's a version with some actions to go along:*
Verse 1: Do your ears hang low? Do they wobble to and fro? Can you tie them in a knot? Can you tie them in a bow? Can you fling them over your shoulder, Like a continental soldier? Do your ears hang low?	Thumbs in your ears, fingers pointing downward. Wiggle your fingers back and forth. "Tie" them into a knot, And then, into a "bow." Fling your hands over your shoulders. Salute, right–left–right hands. As Line 1.
Verse 2: Yes, my ears hang low, And they wobble to and fro, I can tie them in a knot, I can tie them in a bow, I can fling them over my shoulder, Like a continental soldier, Yes, my ears hang low.	*Repeat actions, as above.*

Verse (Worse): I went into a bakery to get a bite to eat, 'Cause I was hungry from my head to my feet, And I picked up a doughnut, and I wiped off the grease, And I handed the lady a five cent piece.
Well, she looked at the nickle, and she looked at me, And she said, "My dear, can't you plainly see, There's a hole in this nickle, and a hole right through." Says I, "There's a hole in the doughnut, too!" Chorus:
Question: Do you know why the baker stopped baking doughnuts? Answer: She got tired of the "hole" business!