I posted this a while back; it's my latter day Jewish minstrel song - from my last CD:
In the Old Stetl (Where I was Born)
Down where the Cossacks scream
Shiksas bathing in the village stream
oy, life is just a Jew-boy’s dream
in the old stetl where I was born
children playing in the Russian air
the moil smiles because business is good everywhere
trying to circumcise that old grey mare,
in the old stetl where I was born
Taxman comes, I smile and say
“what do you have for me today?”
He says, “Every Jew is gonna have to pay and pay”
I just laugh and dance away…
So I go home and count my money
Cash is the Jew’s milk and honey
Smiling gold teeth, for life is sunny
In the old stetl where I was born
Here some news, a Bolshevik war?
Hey, that’s what the goyim are for.
I’m stayin’ here to read my book
in Bialystock, by the babbling brook -
Shabbas dovening, the cantor sighs,
Shiksa sweethearts with milky white thighs
The czar decrees, another Jew dies
In the old stelt where I was born
Still, you won’t find a single complaint
Is you is, or mamala, or is you ain’t?
Nobody's perfect and no Jew’s a saint
in the old stetl where I was born