Lyrics to Dunderbeck

[tow...@bluemarble.net]

I'm looking for the lyrics to the traditional folk song "Dunderbeck"

I found one verse on the Digital Tradition Folk Song Database, but does
anyone have the whole song and maybe the music???

TIA!

Constance Leimomi Ford
tow...@bluemarble.net
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[Joseph C Fineman]

DUNDERBECK

There was a fat old Dutchman, his name was Dunderbeck.
He was very fond of sauerkraut and sausage meat and speck.
He had a great big butcher shop, the finest ever seen,
And 'twas there that he invented the sausage-meat machine.

CHORUS: Oh, Dunderbeck, oh, Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean
To ever have invented the sausage-meat machine?
For pussy cats and mousy rats will never more be seen,
For they'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderbeck's
machine.

One day a funny little boy came walking in the store
To buy a pound of sausage meat and eggs by half a score,
And while he was a-waiting, he whistled up a tune,
And all the little sausages, they danced around the room.

One day something was the matter -- the darned thing wouldn't go,
So Dunderbeck he crawled inside, the reason for to know.
His wife she had a nightmare, came walking in her sleep,
And she gave the crank a heck of a yank, and Dunderbeck was meat.

As sung at Hidden Valley Boys Camp, Washington, summer 1948

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Joe Fineman j...@world.std.com
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[Barrie McCombs]

Joseph C Fineman (j...@world.std.com) wrote:
: DUNDERBECK

: There was a fat old Dutchman, his name was Dunderbeck.
: He was very fond of sauerkraut and sausage meat and speck.
: He had a great big butcher shop, the finest ever seen,
: And 'twas there that he invented the sausage-meat machine.

: CHORUS: Oh, Dunderbeck, oh, Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean
: To ever have invented the sausage-meat machine?
: For pussy cats and mousy rats will never more be seen,
: For they'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderbeck's
: machine.

: As sung at Hidden Valley Boys Camp, Washington, summer 1948

Ahh, the folk process! At Camp Tapawingo, Saskatchewan, summer 1953, it
was known as "Johnny Verbeck".

And then there was the one about the butcher who backed into the meat
grinder and got a little behind in his orders.

- Barrie

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[Joseph C Fineman]

bmcc...@acs5.acs.ucalgary.ca (Barrie McCombs) writes:

>And then there was the one about the butcher who backed into the meat
>grinder and got a little behind in his orders.

ObMusic.Folk:

Frau Wirtin hatt' auch einen Schlaechter,
Der war bei Zeus kein Kostveraechter --
Wenn den die Geilheit packte,
Da sprang er auf den Ladentisch
Und fickte das Gehackte.

-- attributed to Goethe!

(The landlady also had a butcher, who really enjoyed his food. When
he got horny, he jumped on the counter & fucked the hamburger.)

[John Allen XL/DZ 01444 234812 ;-]

Hi,

I was interested to see the words to this song. They are obviously quite
variable, but does anybody know its origins?

I learned it from a friend in the USA in the late sixties (Pat Fife -
are you still around?), but it seemed a bit on the short side, so I wrote
a couple of extra verses. They have a traditional theme - I got the idea
from a story in a children's book called "Jackanapes" (no other info)
which I had about 50 years ago! If anyone is interested, here they are.
Please feel free to use them if you want.

One day a little dachshund jumped in by mistake,
He made three pounds of sausages, but one fell off the plate.
His owner got excited, got all worked up in a sweat -
And threw the thing into reverse to try to save his pet.

It coughed and then it gargled and out popped the little dog,
He couldn't seem to bark at all - they wondered what was wrong.
He saw the extra sausage, it was lying in the dust,
Snapped it up and off he ran, barking fit to bust.

On-On /Yogi

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