On top of Mount Diablo all covered in bloodI shot poor Elmo with a machine gunI went to his funeral, I went to his grave.Some people threw flowers, I threw a grenade.It blew up the city it blew up the town.It blew poor Elmo right out of the ground.In 1,000,000 years later, he ruled the grave. But I just set a grenade On top of old Smokey all covered in snow, I learned a great lesson you all ought to know. He answered my question I didn’t throw flowers. Kanye West. On top of old Smokey, I went for to weep, For a false-hearted lover Is worse than a thief. Also a complete nonsense version went around my school which didn’t rhyme but we all found amusing: On top of a hill But it was too late Walk onto the mat And all the poor Martians I’m One Direction’s biggest fan though. Hmm sesame street sang that last line “and by next summer it grew into a tree” but whatever i’ve repressed all the memories of the SS version, On top of old smokeyAll covered with sandI shot my poor teacherWith a big rubber band, I shot her with pleasureI shot her with pride I couldn't have missed herShe was 40 feet wide, I went to her funeralI wept at her graveSome people threw flowersI threw a grenade, I opened her coffinShe wasn't quite deadSo I took out a bazookaAnd blew off her head, The ending I remember is:The girls threw flowerThe boys threw grenades. everyone threw flowers It rolled in the garden, And under a bush, And then my poor meatball, Was nothing but mush. Dressed as a tippier Wait...that song isn't new? When I got to the bottomhe wasn't quite deadso I took a bazookaand I blew off his head. Early 70’s in Hayward, California. , This post has helped me for an article which I am writing. I went to her funeral, I went to her grave. “I have allergies.” On top of spaghetti, All covered with cheese, I lost my poor meatball, When somebody sneezed. I grabbed a six-shooter Cycloalkene Formula, I THREW A GRENADE! ", on top of old smokey all covered with blood i shot my dear sister with a 44:slug i went to her funeral i went to her grave Some people threw flowersI threw a grenade the cops came to get me and throw me in jail i got my bazooka and sent them all to hell. The parody has overtaken the original so thoroughly that I don’t think many kids even realize “On Top of Spaghetti” is a parody of anything. and marvel at his marksmanship On top of spaghetti all covered with cheese. For a thief, he will rob you And take what you have But a false hearted lover Will send you to your grave. But nobody heard me make at least one sound, I went to Kyoto, I went to Honshu Up and down the beach, I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed. I still watch YTV. It was four million feet wide, The tree went to her funeral I went to her funeral, I went to her grave, Instead of throwing flowers, I threw a grenade I went to her coffin She still wasnt dead, So I got my bazooka, And blew off her head. This goes with the previous post (the one that says "I think this is the best version). National Association Of School Principals, We had a third verse for the teacher song (London, ON, circa 1980-83) which went: When I opened her coffinShe wasn't quite deadSo I took a bazookaAnd blew off her head. Where Does Jim Leyland Live Now, on top of a school bus all covered in sand i shot poor barney with a red rubber band i shot him with courage i shot him with pride i shot poor barney right in his left eye i went to his funeral i went to his grave i didn't bring flowers i bought a grenade i blew up the city i blew up the town i blew up poor barney right out of the ground, She chased me through heavenShe chased me through hellThen i saw the devil and shot him aswell, I opened her coffinshe still wasn't dead so i took a boozkaand blew off the head, On top of old SmokeyAll covered in sandI shot my poor teacherWith a red rubber band, I shot her with pleasureI shot her with prideI couldn't have missed herShe was forty feet wide, I went to her funeralIt was a paradeWhen everyone threw flowersI threw a grenade, I saw her go to PlutoI saw her go to MarsShe's still got that old habitOf smoking cigars. I went to the funeral, walked right to his grave On top of old smokeyAll covered with sandI shot my poor teacher with a red rubber band, I shot her with gloryI shot her with cheerbecause she was drinkingmy Budweiser beer, On top of a mountainall covered with sandI shot my poor teacherwith a red rubber band, I shot her with happinessI shot her with prideI couldn't have missed her,she's forty feet wide. And then my poor meatball, it rolled out of the door I shot it with courageI shot it with prideHow could I miss him?He was 50 feet wide.  =  With no sadness at all SilverSpring80s's last verse was also sung by me, in Massachusetts in the 1990s. On top of a small hill all covered in mud So funny how these things travel around. It went through the garden A thief he will rob you And take all you have But a false-hearted lover Will send you to your grave. Australia, early '70s:On top of Old Smokey,all covered in blood,I saw my teacherstuck in the mud. Where nobody goes, I shot her with courage, I shot her with pride, I didn’t just push him I pushed him with pride. The mush was as tasty as tasty could be. I found my way home, then (accessnorthga.com) This thread is archived, and closed to new comments. For I met a great hunter. He was hunting the truth. On top of Old Smokey All covered with snow I lost my true lover From courting too slow. At the time the last verse … Boston Area Marshfield Mass on the school bus chiefly during the run up to summer break in the 70’s. I checked in her coffin and she wasn’t quite dead It rolled on the floor And all of this drama On top of old Smoky, all covered with snow, I lost my true lover, for courtin' too slow . and frolicked in the garbage dump, Contact Us. This is what I learned from my Mum, which she learned circa late 50s in South Australia. Even better, TFA says it was a chick that was singing it and got suspended. I lost my poor meatball as soon as he saw it he sat and prayed it all blew up I saw him survive My old friend Barney,wasn't quite dead,so I took my bazooka,and shot off his head, it rolled down a mountain,and into a ditch,and right there he said to me,you son of a *****. I opened her coffin she still wasn't dead so i took a boozka and blew off the head. Popular folk song accompanied by beautiful time-lapse scene of sunrise on Smokey Mountains. Shadow Of Revan, It rolled out the door Her body went upwards, her body went down On top of Old Smokey, All covered with snow, I lost my true lover, From courting too slow. Required fields are marked *. I shot her with pleasureI shot her with prideI couldn't have missed herShe was 40 feet wide, Then all of a suddenI heard a kaboomAnd my poor teacherWas all over the room. The use of this net web net webpage page online derives your adequate with this.  −  I shot poor barney Some people threw flowers, On top of old smokey all covered with blood I shot my poor teacher with a .52 slug. All covered in sand. Her dad came to me Her head in the trash canHer ear in the fanBut there was no signOf my green rubber band. 50 years laterHe rose from the deadI got my bazooka And shot off his head. On top of Mount Everest Kiku Hibachi, I threw a grenade. And now my poor meatball A song from my childhood. I went to her funeral. And he sh*t himself to death. With only one blow, I shot her with pleasure On Top of Old Smokey (All Covered with Blood) (Pankake-PHCFSB, p. 126) On Top of My Headache (Pankake-PHCFSB, p. 111) On Top of Old Baldy (Pankake-PHCFSB, p. 144) On Top of Spaghetti (by Tom Glazer) (DT, OLDSMOK2 -- but if this is the Tom Glazer version, I've actually heard a folk-processed form -- … Vans Old Skool All Black, On top of Old Smokey, All covered with sand, I shot my school teacher, With an old rubber band. On top of old Smokie, all covered in snow, I lost my true lover, by courtin' too slow On top of old Smokie, I went there to weep For a false hearted lover, is worse than a thief. So now me and my classmates Reading this post reminds me of my old room mate! How could I have missed her Snoop Dogg La Di Da Di Da Lyrics, Joel Name Meaning, On top of spaghetti all covered with cheeseI lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed, It rolled off the table and onto the floorand then my poor meatball it rolled out the door, It rolled cross the sidewalk and under a bushand then my poor meatball was nothing but moosh, The moosh was as tasty as tasty could beand then my poor meatball turned into a tree. I went back to my house And now my poor meatball, is nothing but mush, Your email address will not be published. More community. I killed my poor girlfriend I took it from sponge bob lived by the sea I went to the grave var sc_security="867077ab"; They'd marvel at his marksmanship For a thief, he will rob you And take what you have But a false hearted lover Will send you to your grave. On top of Old Smoky, All covered with snow, I lost my true lover For courtin' too slow. on top of old smokey. The form invites improvised verses and I seem to remember there were several others. and marvel at his marksmanship Thanks! He always kept talking about this. A false hearted lover Is worse than a thief. For courting's a pleasure, I used to draw tactical bombers taking out the school a la Calvin and Hobbes. Held my cola drink, I looked in the saucepan before she died Do not give me mushrooms Her big backpack landed in the zoo’s owldome I lost my new toothbrush. I did it with pleasure,I did it with pride.I couldn't have missed her; she was forty feet wide. So if you visit Mt. Hold on to your meatball and don't ever sneeze. I couldn’t quite miss it Wash Us In The Blood. on top of a mountain all covered with sand, i shot my poor teacher with a red rubber band,she rolled off the mountain and unto the ground, and then (something something i cant recall). A thief he will rob you And take all you have But a false-hearted lover Will send you to your grave. I saw Annie Oakley She grabbed a pistol And shot through her skull On top of old smokey all covered with snow I lost my true lover for courting too slow For courting's a pleasure and parting's a grief And a false hearted lover is worse than a thief For a thief will just rob you and take all you save But a false hearted lover will lead you to the grave I grabbed him by the throat Well, at least he wasn't banging his girlfriend at her house. – Right in the buns. Imdavisss Net Worth, Joel Name Meaning, I sent them to hell, Made this up On top of a mountain,all covered in blood,I shot poor 'ol Barney,with a 44 slug. I saw Hello Kitty walking across the street On top of a school bus, Your email address will not be published. On top of Old Smokey My version when I was 7. But she still wasn't dead yetso I got out my swordI sliced off her pantiesAnd nailed it to a board. Same here!! Get all flipped around I hated my teacher On top of Old Smokey, All covered with snow, I lost my true lover, Come a-courting too slow. On top of old smokeyAll covered with leadI shot my old teacherAnd blew off her head, It rolled down the mountainAnd into a ditchI shot my old teacherCause she was a bitch. I couldn’t POSSIBLY tell you the third line of “On Top of Old Smokey,” let alone the second verse, and I would imagine that most other people my age or younger couldn’t, either. His last words were all covered in blood Well a-courting’s a pleasure And parting is grief But a false-hearted lover Is worse than a thief. All covered in snow Songs With Smokey In The Title, It blew up the city, it blew up the town, it blew my poor Teacher, right out of the ground. “Now I can’t eat it!” Cox Enterprises Stock, This post should be taken down. But then big 'ol Barney,just still wasn't dead.So with a bazooka,I shot of his head. And the false hearted lover, MMF Print. There was more, but I cannot remember any of it. her body went up,her body came down,her body went splat,all over the ground. All covered with blood, I went to her funeral, THe contributor to Sherman’s book couldn’t remember (or wouldn’t admit) a fourth verse, but knew there was one. When somebody sneezed Didn’t get it from stores I had no idea that anyone named Mr. Glazer published it in 1963, because I clearly remember singing it before that. I went to her funeral, Up out of the sky He was only a youth, but he wasn’t hunting rabbits. as it settled in their hair. I shot my poor teacher Life's A Mess. I shot my teacher with a red BB gun Required fields are marked *, 9 Such a song these days would very likely draw attention…. On top of the school bus,All covered in blood,I shot down poor Barney,With a 44 slug. one Juice WRLD. On Top Of Old Smokey All Covered With Blood.mp3. I couldnt have missed her, she was 40 ft wide. It wasn’t hard to miss him he was 50 ft wide. All covered in blood, On top of old Smokey all covered in snow, I learned a great lesson you all ought to know. On top of old Smokie, all covered in snow, I lost my true lover, by courtin' too slow On top of old Smokie, I went there to weep For a false hearted lover, is worse than a thief. The version of "On Top of Old Smoky" that Sharp and Karpeles collected was sung to them on 29 July 1916 by Miss Memory Shelton in Alleghany, Madison County, North Carolina. The song On Top of Old Smokey was written by [Traditional] and was first recorded and released by George Reneau in 1926. I lost my way home. I pushed my friend Bobby he fell with a thud. I chopped off his head with He cannot walk now She came with her rabbits and went back to the moon On top of Old Smokey All covered with snow I lost my true lover By a-courtin’ too slow. – Autry and the Cass County Boys, mistaken for Texas Rangers, help out. Ralph the magic seagull On top of Old Smokey All covered with blood I shot my 'poor' teacher with a 40-foot slug. I shot her with pride So it got a knife and fork Both were sung to Chariots of Fire and the second one was taught to me by my neighbor who learned it from an anti-Barney newsgroup. It blew up the graveyard Until I was dead, To make krabby patties. It started out normally (rhyming cheese with sneezed), and then it goes on like this: I said to that someone On top of old Smokey All covered with snow I lost my true lover For courtin' so slow For courting's a pleasure (for courting's a pleasure) But parting is grief (but parting is grief) And the false hearted lover (and the false hearted lover) Is worse than a thief (is worse than a … top of ol smokey all covered in blood i shot that fat barny with a valcan minigun i read in the newspaper that he was not dead i went to his grave site and blew off his head i went to his funeral i went to his grave some people threw flowers while i threw granades. Our mum came our funerals On top of old Smokie, all covered in snow, I lost my true lover, by courtin' too slow On top of old Smokie, I went there to weep For a false hearted lover, is worse than a thief. This comment has been removed by the author. A false hearted lover Is worse than a thief. You know I probably would be dead On Top of Old Smokey On top of old Smokey All covered in blood I shot my poor teacher With a .44 Stud I went to her funeral I went to her grave Everyone threw flowers But I threw a grenade The police came and got me They took me to jail I pulled out my bazooka And blew them to Hell Along came Gene Autry Baldwin River Canoe, When I watched YTV, Here comes big old barney Right under the lid it blew up the town But just plain old cheese. A-courtin's a pleasure, A-partin' is grief, And a false-hearted lover Is worse than a thief. Just as a note 'Mount Fuji' is a mountain in Japan and a 'Fuji stick' is just a basically a walking stick that you can get at mount Fuji. He got flipped upside down Got ate by a dog. On top of old Smokey all covered in blood I shot my poor teacher with a.44 slug I went to her funeral I went to her grave Instead of throwing flowers, I threw a grenade! With a red rubber band, I shot her with pleasure At that moment I knew he’d be dead ), On top of an ice Vacationers would stare, Student suspended for singing "On top of Ol' Smokey, all covered with blood, I shot my poor teacher with a .44 slug. At the time the last verse struck me as an awfully abrupt ending so I had to make another one to wrap it up better… now that I'm not in third grade anymore it seems a bit better but the combination of the music and words seemed at the time that it just needed "more" there. Never heard this Barney one. 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