Mrs. Murphy's Chowder
Source: "The Book of KidsSongs 2: Another Holler-Along Handbook" by Nancy and John Cassidy, Klutz Press. ISBN 0-932592-20-1

Thanks very much to the anonymous reader who helped me solve this song mystery, and thanks as well to Sally Garnaat, who provided the reference for me!

Won't you bring back, won't you bring back, Mrs. Murphy's chowder
It was tuneful, every spoonful made you yodel louder
After dinner Uncle Ben used to fill his fountain pen
From a plate of Mrs. Murphy's chowder

Chorus:

Ice cream, cold cream, benzene, gasoline,
Soup-beans, string beans, floating all around
Sponge cake, beefsteak, mistake, stomach ache,
Creampuffs, earmuffs, many to be found
Silk hats, doormats, bed slats, democrats,
Coco bells, doorbells, beckon you to dine
Meatballs, fish balls, mothballs, cannonballs,
Come on in, the chowder's fine!
Won't you bring back, won't you bring back, Mrs. Murphy's chowder
From each helping you'll be yelping for a headache powder
And if they had it where we are, you might find an Austin car
In a plate of Mrs. Murphy's chowder

Won't you bring back, won't you bring back, Mrs. Murphy's chowder
You can pack it, you can stack it, all around the larder
The plumber died the other day; they embalmed him right away
In a bowl of Mrs. Murphy's chowder

And thanks as well to Sue Smith, who sent me this extra verse!

Who put the overalls in Mrs. Murphy's Chowder?
Nobody spoke so I shouted all the louder.
'Tis an Irish trick 'tis true, but I could lick the Mick that threw
The overalls in Mrs. Murphy's Chowder.