3, 6, 9
Three, six, nine
The goose drank wine
The monkey chewed tobacco
On the street car line
The line broke
The monkey got choked and
They all went to heaven
In a little row boat
On top of spaghetti
On top of spaghetti
All cover with cheese
I lost my poor meatball
When somebody sneezed
It rolled off of the table
And On to the floor
Then my poor meatball
Rolled out of the door
It rolled to the garden
And under a bush
We then had
A meatball bush
Birdie, Birdie
Birdie, Birdie
In the sky
Why up do that
In my eye
Aren’t you glad
That cow’s can’t fly
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 6:32 PM UTC
3, 6, 9
Three, six, nine
The goose drank wine
The monkey chewed tobacco
On the street car line
The line broke
The monkey got choked and
They all went to heaven
In a little row boat
On top of spaghetti
On top of spaghetti
All cover with cheese
I lost my poor meatball
When somebody sneezed
It rolled off of the table
And On to the floor
Then my poor meatball
Rolled out of the door
It rolled to the garden
And under a bush
We then had
A meatball bush
Birdie, Birdie
Birdie, Birdie
In the sky
Why up do that
In my eye
Aren’t you glad
That cow’s can’t fly
Fun for kids
