Posted by Tiger While [C]I was walking [C7]down the beach one [F]bright and sunny [C]day, I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king. I turned around and got right out, a-running for my life. I wandered all around the town until I chanced to meet I wandered on for many years, a victim of my fate, The moral of this story is if youre out on the beach
on July 1, 2004, 9:20 am, in reply to "the thing"
Written by Charles R. Grean
c 1950, Hollis Music, Inc.
I saw a great big wooden box a-[D7]floating in the [G]bay.
I [C]pulled it in and [C7]opened it up and [F]much to my sur-[G7]prise,
Ooh, [F[I discovered a [C]* * * [D7]right be-[G]fore my [C]eyes.
Ooh, [F[I discovered a [C]* * * [D7]right be-[G]fore my [C]eyes.
I took it to a guy I knew whod buy most anything.
But this is what he hollered at me as I walked in his shop:
Ooh, get out of here with that * * * before I call a cop!
Ooh, get out of here with that * * * before I call a cop!
And then I took it home with me to give it to my wife.
But this is what she hollered at me as I walked in the door:
Ooh, get out of here with that * * * and dont come back no more!
Ooh, get out of here with that * * * and dont come back no more!
A hobo who was looking for a handout on the street.
He said hed take most any old thing. He was a desperate man.
But when I showed him the * * *, he turned around and ran.
Ooh, when I showed him the * * *, he turned around and ran.
Until one day I came upon Saint Peter at the Gate.
And when I tried to take it inside, he told me where to go:
Get out of here with that * * *, and take it down below!
Oh, get out of here with that * * *, and take it down below!
And you should see a great big box and its within your reach,
Dont ever stop and open it up. Thats my advice to you.
Cause youll never get rid of the * * *, no matter what you do.
Oh, youll never get rid of the * * *, no matter what you do.
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