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Don’t Go Near The Eskimos Lyrics By Ben Colder

    oop shoop moogi mushy doggy oh
    oop shoop moogi ay
    means son don’t go near the eskimos
    please do what i say

    my daddy was working
    for the weather station
    a little bit north of nome
    and i grew up in that frozen country
    where the nights are six months long

    i used to play like i was an eskimo
    i put whale oil on my hair
    and every night i would beg my folks
    let me sleep in the frigid air

    i was seventeen and my voice was changing
    but the girls didn’t thrill me none
    ’cause i longed to go see an eskimo
    on the banks of the old yukon

    one night i slipped from my daddy’s house
    a little bit north of nome
    i knew that i could get back by morning
    ’cause the nights are six months long

    and there she was
    sitting on a chunk of ice
    eating a frozen fish
    and dipping her friskies
    in whale blubbe

    and i said ooga shooga mooshka
    which means the love in my heart
    is a burning

    and she said ooga mooshka nooshka
    and that means back up buddy
    you’re melting the ice

    i went back home and i told my daddy
    about this maiden fair
    and how i felt i’d love to melt
    them icicles in her hair

    dad’s trembling lips turned purple
    and his breath began to freeze
    it was then he told me
    i could never rub noses
    with pretty little um shog nee

    he said son when you were born
    well the eskimo and the white man
    were having a lot of wild parties see
    the eskimos always brought the ice

    well they’s having a lot of fun you see
    so one night this eskimo named pie eye
    that’s right son a pieeyed eskimo
    he stole my little boy and made
    a icicle out of him

    so i stole you to get even
    i was gonna make a
    fudgesicle out of you

    but i loved you like you’s my very own
    and i treated you just you know
    just like the cold blooded
    little eskimo that you are

    so you see son you can never
    rub noses with um shog nee no more
    because excuse me see um shog nee
    has the coldest nose in alaska
    and that’s why i’ve always say


    Artist: Ben Colder

    Year: 1962

    Decade: 60s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 213