A frog went a-courtin' and he did ride, M-hm, M-hm.. A frog went a-courtin' and he did ride,. Sword and pistol by his side, M-hm, M-hm.. . He rode up to Miss Mousie's door, M-hm, M-hm,.
Tempted and tried, we're oft made to wonder. Why it should be thus all day long. While there are others living about us. Never molested though in the wrong.
Beer makes you weary. But you need something to get along. You stare at the flatness. Beside the dark home. They'll not hear you whisper. This isn't where it ends.
What's funny how it all works out. Mad men in suits walkin' about. Like to change your point of view, someday. But I feel my patience slippin' away. .