These lyrics were taught to me by my grandfather in the 60's and 70's. My grandfather was born in 1898 and knew all kinds of fun and/or nasty songs.
Oh, Grandma's in the cellar
Oh, lordy can't you smell her.
She's cookin' pancakes on that dam ole dirty stove.
Her eyes are filled with matter,
Her nose is in the batter,
And the (sniff, sniffs) runnin' down her nose.
Down her no-ose. (sniff sniff)
Down her no-ose. (sniff)
And the (sniff, sniffs) runnin' down her nose.
The version I learned is very similar:
Grandma's in the cellar
Lordy can't you smell her
Bakin' biscuits on her dirt, dirt, dirty stove
In her eye there is a matter
that keeps drippin' in the batter
And she whistles as the (juicy sniff) runs down her nose.....
Funny enough, he plays the song on the show this week!
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