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Yeah, here comes Amos |
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Now Amos Moses was a Cajun |
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He lived by himself in the swamp |
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He hunted alligators for a livin |
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He just knock em in the head with a stump |
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The Louisiana law gonna get ya Amos |
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It ain't legal hunting alligators down in the swamp, boy |
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Now everybody blamed his old man |
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For makin' him mean as a snake |
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When Amos Moses was a boy |
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His daddy would use him for alligator bait |
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Tie a rope around his waist, and throw him in the swamp |
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Alligator bait in the Louisiana bayou |
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About 45 minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana |
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Lived a man called Doc Milsap and his pretty wife Hanna |
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Well they raised up a son who could eat up his weight in groceries |
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Named him after a man of the cloth |
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Called him Amos Moses |
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Now the folks around south Louisiana |
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Said Amos was a hell of a man |
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He could trap the biggest, the meanest alligator |
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And just use one hand |
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That's all he got left cause the alligator bit it |
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Left arm gone clean up to the elbow |
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Well the sheriff got wind that Amos |
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Was in the swamp trappin' alligator skins |
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So he snuck in the swamp, gonna get the boy |
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But he never come out again |
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Well, I wonder where the Louisiana sheriff went to |
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Well you can sure get lost in a Louisiana bayou |
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About 45 minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana |
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Lived a cat called Doc Milsap and his pretty wife Hanna |
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Well they raised up a son who could eat up his weight in groceries |
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Named him after a man of the cloth |
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Called him Amos Moses |
