Yeah, but that makes it seem more likely to be the original. “Mistakes” tend to get fixed in subsequent verbal copies.
Plus, they said “That’s my name, too” in JAQ’s link.
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt? I just had some extensive genealogical research done, and discovered that, allowing for border changes and inbreeding among nobles in Prussia, and misspellings at Ellis Island and later by an immigration official in WWI-era Schenectady…
That’s my name, too!
Yes, I know it. But I have know idea why anyone would want to know it. It’s annoying as frack.
Me too! Here’s how we sung it:
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt,
His name is my name too. (P.U.)
Whenever we go out,
The people all will shout,
There goes John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt.
Yada da da da da da
I know it. I’m pretty sure I was taught it in music class in grade school, either in Du Quoin, IL, or Poplar Bluff, MO, in the early 1990s, along with “Kookaburra” and “Waltzing Matilda”, for some unfathomable reason. I even understand “Waltzing Matilda”.
Of course, I also had a sixth-grade teacher who began every school day with “Dixie”. I know Missouri was a border state, but that’s a bit much, even for southeast Missouri.
Grew up in NY in the 80s, and I was aware of it, probably from television, but it wasn’t a part of real life.
I knew it as just going:
Johhhhhhhhhhhn Jaaaacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
that’s my name, too
To me, it has a feeling of being something from a little before my time, like the shmoo or scooby doo or zoom.
[reading the thread more carefully, I see that someone mentioned a connection between the song and the shmoo. I must’ve unconsciously seen that as I paged down. Brains are funny.]
I can remember my mother singing this to me as a young child in the early '60s. I also re-encountered it at Camp Fire Girl summer camp in Michigan’s LP in the mid to late '60s.
We also used the variant “That’s my name, too” for the second line, and added the “la la la la la la la” syllables at the end.
I hadn’t thought of that little ditty in years, but of course it’s totally stuck in my brain. lol
Yes, i know the song, I believe Mr. Shcmidts dog was named Bingo…
B
I
N
G
O
was his name o!
You sing the syllables you have longer. If it’s what you’re used to, the normal version sounds rushed to jam in the syllables.
The ads for the tape/record with all these “Best Beloved” children’s songs always made me feel odd - since other than the ad, I never heard of old “John Jacob…” (at Cub Scout camp in the early 70s, we sang about the Duke of York and Amster-Amster-dam-dam-dam)
Yup. SoCal, 70s.
My real name is Jacob and kids would sing this at me all the time growing up in the 80s and 90s on the PNW.
Born in Cleveland, 1960. Never heard it growing up.
Learned it from the Ukulele Lady (along with Yon Yonson) shortly after we got together. She’s from Chicago, which is much closer to Wisconsin and Minnesota and the other Scandahoovian states.
That’s that big hit by Deaf Leopard, right?
We used to sing it at the dining hall in Boy Scout camp 50 years ago. I can’t remember who, probably the guy in charge of the dining hall, after dining would lead everybody in singing songs for about 20 minutes and this was one of them. He always starked off with “Rise and shine and give God your Glory”. Can’t remember too many others except for “I have six pence, jolly jolly six pence, I have six pence to last me all my life”
With John Jacob we were supposed to start of loud, gradually get quiet each run through the chorus until it was a whisper and then gradually get loud again.
My childhood: Chicago, late 50s, early 60s. Never heard it until I got on the Internet.
I know it well, but a slightly different version.
John, Jacob, Jingleheimer Schmidt,
Thaaat’s my name toooo…
Whenever we go out!
People always Shout!
John-Jacob-Jingleheimer-Schmidt,
Na na na, na na na na na (to the same cadence as the line above)
Pretty much like this version: John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt - YouTube
I have it on good authority that Mr. Schmidt’s horse once put his foot on the ground.
I just realized I’ve posted twice in the thread without answering the question.
We sang this song on bus trips as part of the rotation designed to drive the teacher/chaperone/ bus driver completely insane.
Our playlist included:
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
Yon Yonson
A Horse Put His Foot On The Ground
99 Bottles of Beer On The Wall
The Song That Never Ends
Grew up in the Midwest in the 1970s.
Heard it on record when I was in kindergarten during the early 70’s. Another who is not a fan.