Gyp The Cat Lyrics - Bobby Darin

Where the bayous wind and them gators swim 

Sometime late last night when the moon was dim 

Someone left this life much against his will 

And while Gyp the cat was alibi-in' 

You know his clothes were dryin' 

Down on Bourbon street where them tourists roam 

Some big financier travelin' far from home 

Lost his fancy watch and his wallet too 

And while to his story, Gyp was stickin' 

His brand new watch kept tickin' 

There's a blown out safe in the city hall 

Standin' open wide, up against the wall 

And though Gyp the cat has got a lot of dough 

Is the money his or plot or blunder? 

Gyp says,"Go and wonder" 

There's a fishing fleet anchored in the bay 

Everybody knows, shrimps and oysters pay 

But when Gyp the cat was refused his share 

Somehow nets got cut and the take was way off 

Till Gyp got his payoff