Way back tale
In nineteen hundred and ten
The monkey and the baboon
They came walkin' in
The monkey told the baboon
Let’s shoot a game of pool
The monkey could shoot
But the baboon wadn’t no fool
Next thing came along
Was a little mule
He say, 'You know I’m so mad
I even can’t wear no shoes'
Next thing came along
There was Mr. Cat
We ain’t gon' have no such-a stuff
Goin' on here like that
Next thing came
Was a little mouse
'Let's all get drunk
And break up the doggone house'
Can’t ya re-ead?
Now, can’t ya re-ead?
If ya keep on readin'
I’m bound to put you wise
(Tampa sings:)
Well, the monkey and the elephant
They went out for a little drive
The elephant hit the monkey
Right square in his eye
The monkey looked up
With a tear in his eye
Said, 'Look-a-here big boy
You oughta get someone yo' size
One a these days
I’m gonna climb yo' tree
Remember big boy
You got to march right under me
When you march under me
You better march careful and fast
I get me limb and break it
Cross yo' ~
Now, can’t you re-ead
Now can’t you re-ead
If you keep on readin'
I’m bound to put you wise
If anybody jus' happen to ask’d you
Where the waitin' gonna be?
Tell him right down there on
Hazen Street
Go down there
Just about the end of the week
You can get most anything
That you care to eat
If you don’t like shrimp
Just na-ame yo' dish
They will even sell you
Some a-that ol' filtie fish
Now, can’t you re-ead?
Now, can’t you re-ead?
Now, if you keep on readin'
Mama, I’m bound to put you wise
'Yeah, play it Mr. Maceo'
(piano, guitar)
Well, fifteen cents
You know that’s reg’lar price
If you got two bits
They will even serve you twice
Can’t you re-ead?
Now, can’t you re-read?
If you keep on readin'
I’m bound to put you wise