Sung to: On Top of Old Smokey
(by Albert Resnick)

Oh near to mt. Sinai
And close by the sea
We'll build us a nation
That's our destiny
With bricks and with mortar
We'll each build a home
Where love and affection
Cannot ever roam
Men only: yes our women will adore us!
Women only: we'll praise you to the skies
Men only: they'll all melt before us!
Women only: when we look in your eyes
All together now: this matza will keep us
From going insane
When we stack our gefilta
Fish up with chrain
With latkes and carpus
Kneidels all glatt
Keep stuffing yourself and
You end up with a pot