Shinanika Da - Lyric

Somewhere out in Turkestan, There lives a Turkey Rhubarb man, Whose name is Shinaniki Da. There's no Turk in Turkestan, Just like this Turkey Rhubarb man Whose name is Shinaniki Da. Don't mistake, he make a lot o' money. Playing on his Turkestan guitar.

Oh! Shinaniki Da, He play the guitar, Outside a Bazaar. Aha! Aha! While he play the guitar. He smoke a cigar And laugh at the ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! Ah! Tuesday and We'n'sday, Don't miss one day. Thursday and Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday. Oh! Shinanika Da, He play the guitar. Outside a Bazaar. Aha! Aha! Ha!

Old Shinank's a man of rank, With lots of Rino in the bank, And plenty Good Turkish Delight. Old Shinank has got a Tank As big as Marble Arch, And swank is plenty, Good Turkish alright. Artful as a wagon load of monkeys, Ev'ry time a Tourist comes in sight.

Oh! Shinaniki Da, He play the guitar, Outside a Bazaar. Aha! Aha! While he play the guitar. He smoke a cigar And laugh at the ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! Ah! Tuesday and We'n'sday, Don't miss one day. Thursday and Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday. Oh! Shinanika Da, He play the guitar. Outside a Bazaar. Aha! Aha! Ha!

Any things and many things, From elephants to ruby rings, He'll sell you. Shinaniki Da. Ev'ryone who silver brings, The place from whence your fortune springs, He'll tell you. Shinaniki Da. If you do, or if you don't believe him. Old Shinank is not particular.

Oh! Shinaniki Da, He play the guitar, Outside a Bazaar. Aha! Aha! While he play the guitar. He smoke a cigar And laugh at the ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! Ah! Tuesday and We'n'sday, Don't miss one day. Thursday and Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday. Oh! Shinanika Da, He play the guitar. Outside a Bazaar. Aha! Aha! Ha!