#polka #tuba #accordion

I was telling a good friend about my song Gardenseed written based upon the word that my father always said, and she said her dad always said JeepersKraut! He also plays the accordion.

This nonsense-word song goes out for Larry!

Concept and melody mine, word “JeepersKraut” Larry’s and Suno on the accordion, tuba and vocals.

Well Larry played the squeeze box down on Linden Street He’d play for soup kitchens, parades, or just to keep the beat He fixed old bikes for children, he shoveled snow for free But when he saw the unexpected, he’d rise up on one knee—

Jeepers kraut! Jeepers kraut! What in schnitzel is that about?! If it’s strange or just not right, Larry shouts with all his might— Jeepers kraut! Jeepers kraut! Spins around and stomps it out! Accordion shaking, eyebrows raised— That’s how Larry was amazed!

There was a goat inside the bakery, chewing on a bun The mayor wore a tutu at the charity 5K run A pigeon swore in Latin, and flew off with a brat— Larry blinked, then stood up proud and shouted on the spot—

Jeepers kraut! Jeepers kraut! What in lederhosen’s out?! Something weird just came to town, Larry turns it upside down— Jeepers kraut! Jeepers kraut! Hands up high, then squat and shout! Accordion bouncing on his knee, That’s how Larry sets it free!

He tried to stay composed one day, a storm of frogs came down— He bit his lip and clenched his fists, accordion in a frown— But when one frog wore glasses and said, “Hey Larry, how’s your gout?” He burst like a tuba and yelled it loud—no doubt—

Jeepers kraut! Jeepers kraut! Even frogs can’t shut him out! If the world’s gone wild and weird, Larry’s voice is what we hear— Jeepers kraut! Jeepers kraut! Now the whole town screams and shouts! Polka spin and give a wink— Shout it loud before you think—

Jeepers kraut… and pass the schnapps!