- Raising Cane
  • Home
  • Random Post
  • About
  • BUCOLIC SCENES
  • Offensive Stuff
    • Hi Google Commands
  • Videos
    • Just Kids
    • Opening Night
    • Just Kids – 1986 – June (Hockley Church)
    • Just Kids – Tribute – Final Show
    • 1989 Amy’s Grade School Graduation
    • The Full Duck
    • Summer 1987
    • M.I.S. Behavin – Michigan Speedway
    • Route 66 – Chicago to St. Louis
    • April Fools Day 2007
    • Saint Paddies Day 2007
  • Contact Me
Home » Humor » Google 1919 vs Google 2013

Google 1919 vs Google 2013

Posted on March 21, 2013 by Chris Cane

BarneyGoogleClick the Orange Button with the White Arrow to listen to the 1923 Recording.
I won’t bother with the Google of 2013 as I’m sure you know that one!

 

[soundcloud url=”https://api.soundcloud.com/tracks/84258320″ iframe=”true” /]

.

Who’s the most important man this country ever knew?
Who’s the man our Presidents tell all their troubles to?
No, it isn’t Mr. Bryan, and it isn’t Mr. Hughes.
I’m might proud that I’m allowed a chance to introduce:

Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google had a wife 3 times his size.
She’s soon parting for divorce,
now he’s living with his horse.
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.

Who’s the greatest lover that this country ever knew?
Who’s the man that Valentino takes his hat off to?
No, it isn’t Douglas Fairbanks that the ladies rave about.
When he arrives, who makes the wives chase all their husbands out.

Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google had a wife 3 times his size.
She’s soon parting for divorce,
now he’s living with his horse.
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.

Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google is the guy who never buys.
Women take him out to dine, then he steals the waiter’s dime.
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.

Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google is the luckiest of guys.
If he fell in to the mud, he’d come up with a diamond stud.
Barney Google with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.

Who’s the greatest fire chief this country ever saw?
Who’s the man who loves to hear the blazing buildings roar?
Anytime the house is burning, and the flames leap all about,
Say, tell me do, who goes, “kerchoo!” and puts the fire out?
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google, thought his horse could win the prize.
He got odds of ten to eight; Spark Plug came in three days late.
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.

Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.
Barney Google tried to enter paradise.
When Saint Peter saw his face, he said, “Go to the other place”.
Barney Google, with the goo-goo-goo-ga-ly eyes.

Share Button
Tweet

Share this:

  • Twitter
  • Facebook
  • Print
  • Email
Posted in Humor, Rare Miscellany | Tags: Barney Google, Douglas Fairbanks, man, Spark Plug |
« How to correct your parrot’s language
PUNXSUTAWNEY PHIL – Spring News Flash. »

Search Me

Select a Category

  • Amjo Related (2)
  • Bastards (2)
  • Computing (12)
  • Humor (322)
  • Might be true! (26)
  • My Life (220)
  • Pure Bullshit (10)
  • Rare Miscellany (105)
  • True Stuff (22)
  • Useful Stuff (16)

Got comments?

  • Rick Quinn on My Colonoscopy Journal
  • David Frederick Read on Introducing “The Goose”
  • Chris Cane on I stood by your bed last night.
  • Colleen on I stood by your bed last night.
  • Katy B on The Elopement of Chris and Cheryl
April 2023
M T W T F S S
 12
3456789
10111213141516
17181920212223
24252627282930
« Sep    

Stuff I said!

The contents of this blog and website are not designed to slander or hurt anybody of any race or creed. I sometimes laugh at myself or even a friend or five. If you feel you have been slighted in any way whatsoever, please let me know so I can change what was said.

Take a Gander At:

  • Offensive-stuff
  • A Bucolic-scene
  • Contact me at chris@canetech.com or my contact page.
  • Home
  • Random Post
  • About
  • BUCOLIC SCENES
  • Offensive Stuff
  • Videos
  • Contact Me
© - Raising Cane and Other Stuff