on a cold November morning
And most of us are wishing
that we never had been born
The north wind just a -howling,
letting in the sleet and rain
But the smoke went up the chimney
losing all their summer stay
And some were stealing cookies
that the cook had chanced to make
The flonky -choppin' firewood
says we're drivin' him insane,
But the smoke went up the chimney
For breakfast we get flapjacks,
for dinner pork and beans,
For supper a big chunk of pork
that didn't have no lean.
They ain't no use complainin', boys,
there ain't a thing to gain,
When the smoke went up the chimney
One day we boys decided four to
have some different chunk
cause he always had good luck
And soon the pot was failing
and the fragrance sure was tame
But the smoke went up the chimney
We had beef and spuds and carrots
boys had made a dandy stew
Along with chunks of turnips
that they never would cook through
that are noted for their fame,
But the smoke went up the chimney
Oh, after we had eaten all the chuck
Decided we had better rest,
But soon we gets a feelin',
boys, it turned into a pain,
But the smoke went up the chimney
at the way we all performed
He said he'd never had such fun
since the day that he was born
He said he'd made a big mistake
and the only one to blame
But the smoke went up the chimney
He was puttin' in some seasonin'
A sack fell off the pantry shelf
Was a little sack of hidey -ho
That caused us all a pain
But the smoke went up the chimney
And now you've heard the mystery
Of the cowboy and their stew
Next mornin' all were grumblin'
And a -feelin' mighty blue
And a -singin' this refrain
And the smoke went up the chimney
