His hair is red, his eyes are green
He’s like a person that you’ve never seen
He’ll sing and dance, he’s been to France
But now he doesn’t seem to stand a chance

(That’s when I saw)
Howdy Doody in the Woodshed (Goin’ down on Buffalo Bob)
Howdy Doody in the Woodshed (Goin’ down on Buffalo Bob)
Howdy Doody in the Woodshed (Goin’ down on Buffalo Bob)
The woodshed

And curse his job, he works with Bob
’cause he was swingin’ from an old corncob
And that’s the thing, Bob pulls the strings
So now you know it when you hear me sing
Howdy Doody, Howdy Doody
Howdy Doody in the Woodshed