"Crocodile Boy"
lyrics by Benjamin Newman
ttto: "Crocodile Man" by Dave Carter

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Mama she raised me on possums and chickens
Fat-back water-rat hunk 'o fresh meat
Never knew papa but I kinda done figure
Wasn't my mama put webs on my feet

People say papa was some kind 'o reptilian
Crawled out the bayou on a hurricane night
Crawled back in and he never been seen again
Nine months later come such a strange sight

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	Swimming up the bayou just a-swishing this tail
	Lotta mean chompers and a lotta green scales
	Lotta hard trouble and not much joy
	Lord have mercy on a crocodile boy

Egg looked fit to make a ten-man omelette
Mama she looked like she had met her match
But that was her egg and she was gonna sit on it
Cuddle it cozy and see what it hatch

Word got 'round and people went crazy
Front-page exclusive in the Weekly World News
Everyone wants to see the brand new baby
Whole dang parish got the crocodile blues

	Swimming up the bayou...

Grew up gangrel on a back-way bayou
Hung on hoping I could make my mark
I turned twenty on the Atchafalaya
Swimming up-river in the cold and dark

Slaving in a sideshow in the tourist season
Wrassled me a gator, then I wrassled one more
Ask me why, I got just one reason:
Gonna find my papa, gonna give him what-for!

	Swimming up the bayou...