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HOOT MON From the film "Road To Bali" (1952) (Johnny Burke / Jimmy Van Heusen) Bob Hope & Bing Crosby (Film Soundtrack) - 1952 BOTH: The seventh son of a seventh son of a son of a gun from Per-rr-rr-th Hoot Mon, out o' my way, who do you think you are It's the toe o' my boot, Mon, if you push too far Hoot Mon, this is the day I celebrate my birth The seventh son of a seventh son of a son of a gun from Per-rr-rr-th (Who can play the drums, is there a piper in the town) (Have them put their kilts on and come right down) BING: Ah, you brawny lads, whether you're poor or men of wealth Meet me in the tavern to drink my health BOB: Oh, who's that standing in my path (BING: Stand clear!) Arrgghh, don't ya know you're face to face with Robbie McMath (BING: Robbie McMath) BOTH: Oh, Hoot Mon, out o' my way, who do you think you are It's the toe o' my boot, Mon, if you push too far Hoot Mon, this is the day I celebrate my birth The seventh son of a seventh son of a son of a gun from Per-rr-rr-th BING: I flung Kilcallan and touted McAllan and pretty near crippled McQueen BOB: McDuff used to hide, but I beat up McBride and I belted up Barney McDean BOTH: McGraw and McGregor looked worse than a beggar and had to go home for a bath You'll never look nobby by makin' a hobby of sparrin' with Robbie McMath BOTH: Oh, Hoot Mon, out o' my way, who do you think you are It's the toe o' my boot, Mon, if you push too far Hoot Mon, this is the day I celebrate my birth The seventh son of a seventh son of a son of a gun from Per-rr-rr-th SPOKEN: BOB: Say, Haggis BING: What is it, McMaggis? BOB: Where are you from, Laddie? BING: I'm from Briarcliff-On-The-Heather. It's the station right after Thistle -On-The-Doon. Where are you from, Laddie? BOB: I'm from Bristles-On-The-Thigh. It comes right after Shaving-On- The-Thigh. BOTH: Oh, Hoot Mon, out o' my way, who do you think you are It's the toe o' my boot, Mon, if you push too far Hoot Mon, this is the day I celebrate my birth The seventh son of a seventh son of a son of a gun from Per-rr-rr-th (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - November 2005)

    


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