Celebrate
In 1909 on a vernal dayA child was born near Dingle BayIn the thick of smashing disarrayHis life start was hard as we sayBut that's why he doesn't know a stayTry to beat him but it doesn't payNo dismay against ending, nayHe's eager for the fray
We gonna sing out,Gonna sing this songWe gonna sing it til the break of dawnWe gonna sing out,Gonna sing this songtil the break of dawn
It's gaffer Smurfs Doc birthday, we celebrateA hundred years old man, mateHard to believe!He should have died a gob times in many ways,But he is dancing just through the night
He was attacked by a real big gamehe was a comdemned but he overcameAnd once his hoar house was aflameHis old flame caused an ugly lameWas screwing his friend's fancy dameWas shut down but he wasn't shameWas almost nearly passed awayUndying netty clay