If I Had a Hotdog

(sung to the tune of "If I Had a Hammer", the Trini Lopez version, please)

a-one

and a-two

and a--

Ooo Ooo Oo Oo

If I had a hotdog

I'd eat it in the morning

I'd eat it in the evening

All over this land.

I'd eat it with mustard

I'd eat it with onions

I'd eat it with a bun

so fresh,

My brothers and my sisters

All over this land.


If I had a bun

I'd steam it in the morning

I'd steam it in the evening

All over this land.

I'd steam it so gently

I'd steam it so wrinkled

I'd steam it so the dog

would stick

Right out of either end

All over this land.

If I had a push-cart

I'd push it in the morning

I'd push it in the evening.

All over this land.

I'd stand on the corner

I'd holler out, "Hotdogs!"

I'd put 'em on a bun

so steamed,

My brothers and my sisters

All over this land.

Now I've got a hotdog

And I've got a bun.

And I've got a cart to push

All over this land.

It's the hot dog of freedom!

It's the bun of justice!

It's the push-cart of love

Between my brothers and my sisters

All over this land.

(with apologies to Lee Hays and Pete Seeger)