There are snakes, snakes, snakes, big as garden rakes,
At the store, at the store.
There are snakes, snakes, snakes, big as garden rakes,
At the Quartermaster Store.

Chorus
My eyes are dim,
I cannot see,
I have not got my specks with me,
I have not got my specks with me,

Beans big as submarines.
Butter running down the gutter
Cheesewith knobby knees.
Eggs with hairy legs.
Goats eating all the oats.
Gravy enough to float the navy.
Mice running through the rice.
Rats as big as alley cats.
Turtles wearing rubber girdles.
Girls with pretty little curls.
Tables with legs like Betty Grables.
Bread like great big lumps of lead.
Cake that gives us tummy aches.
Lard they sell it by the yard.