When I1 holler in a rain barrel,
"Hooey hooey looie," says the rain barrel.
Who's that singing in the rain barrel?
Hooey, hooey, looie, that's me.
When you blow on a whistle or beat on a drum,
You wonder where the noise is coming from,
You wonder who that little old sound can be.
Foodle deedle dee, that's me.
When you blow across a stone jug,
"Foo foo fee," says the stone jug.
Who's that singing in the stone jug?
Foo foo fee, that's me.
When you blow on a whistle or beat on a drum,
You wonder where the noise is coming from,
You wonder who that little old sound can be.
Foodle deedle dee, that's me.
When you paddle on the bongos,
"Boompa a daddle doo," says the bongos,
Who's that singing in the bongos?
Boompa a daddle doo, that's me.
When you blow on a whistle or beat on a drum,
You wonder where the noise is coming from,
You wonder who that little old sound can be.
Foodle deedle dee, that's me.
When you're picking on the banjo,
"Plink a tank a tunk," says the banjo,
Who's that singing in the banjo?
Plink a tank a tunk, that's me.
When you blow on a whistle or beat on a drum,
You wonder where the noise is coming from,
You wonder who that little old sound can be.
Foodle deedle dee, that's me.
