My 3-year old came home from preschool last week singing:
Yankee Doodle went to town
Riding on a pony
Stuck a feather in his hat
And called it macaroni.
Raucous laughter ensued. Sing, laugh, repeat. It got me to thinking, "what in the heck does this song mean anyhow?" In true 21st century Cliff Claven fashion, I sought the answer on Wikipedia. Turns out that this pre-revolutionary song was penned by the British soldiers making fun of Americans, aka Yankees, and Doodle is an 18th century term for fool. The word macaroni is another word for a dandy; thus by sticking a feather in one's hat one might believe one is quite fashionable. Basically our soldiers were being mocked.
And while I was at it, I decided to get to the bottom of another troubling tune for tots: Pop Goes the Weasel. This is the version I've always sung:
All around the mulberry bush
The monkey chased the weasel
The monkey thought it was all in fun
Pop goes the weasel.
Wha? Turns out there are many theories behind the true meaning of this little ditty, but I like this disturbing one: a monkey is another name (in 17th century Brit-speak) for a vessel one might drink from in a pub (like a mug 'o grog). A weasel is part of a spinning wheel, which occasional 'pops' when the yarn has reached a certain length. Still with me? So you might infer that this song is about the plight of the underpaid London worker who spends his last shilling on alcohol in order to ease the burden of his meager existence. Woo hoo! Let's sing it again, kids!
Finally, there's the ultimate head-scratcher:
Ring around the rosie
Pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes we all fall down.
Now, contrary to popular belief, Ring Around the Rosie is NOT a song about the Black Plague (I'm as disappointed as you). One might think that ring around the rosie suggests a skin rash; a pocket full of posies being necessary to mask the putrid smell of infection and death; and ashes being what becomes of one's disease-ridden body. One would be mistaken. This tune is merely gibberish. Nonsense. Good old-fashioned whimsy. Kid's stuff!
My work here is done. If you have any other questionable children's songs to submit for interpretation, please do so at the beep.