|
This is about two cats |
|
They're sittin' down by a river in the swamps |
|
They're sittin' down on the logs |
|
One of them is kind of a big fellow |
|
And the other one is a little bit smaller |
|
And he's got a long billed cap |
|
And they're sittin' there ponderin' |
|
On what they're gonna do for the night |
|
And anything the big guy decides |
|
On the little guy's for' |
|
Cause he digs him, he's cool |
|
So it's called |
|
Roosevelt and |
|
Ira LeeThe river was dark and muddy |
|
And the moon was on the rise |
|
And all of the creatures in the swampland |
|
Had woke up to feed for the night |
|
Roosevelt and |
|
Ira Lee, huh, were sittin' there on a log |
|
Ira Lee turned to |
|
Roosevelt and said |
|
I'd sure like to have a mess of bull frog |
|
He said, yeah, yeah, lawd, sure would taste good |
|
So they slipped on their rubber boots |
|
And walked down to the water's edge |
|
And right away they knew |
|
That the night would be a bummer' |
|
Cause Ira |
|
Lee stepped |
|
On a water mossacin |
|
He said, uh, uh, lawd |
|
Somebody help me |
|
Ira Lee turned to |
|
RooseveltWhen he quit his screamin' and kickin' |
|
And he said, let's forget about the bullfrog legs |
|
And go out and steal us some chickens |
|
And Ol' Roosevelt said like this now |
|
Yeah, yeah, ooh, it sure would taste good |
|
Yes it would, |
|
I love a chicken |
|
Oh, the river was dark and muddy, yeah |
