Collected by Mary C. Parler
Mrs. Anna M. Pearcy Greenwood, Ark.
Oct. 18, 1958
Reel 314, Item 2
Now, come all you people, and listen to my story,
The truth to you I'll tell,
What happened to me while on the sea And the wonders that I found.
While crossing the isle of old Peru We were cast out on the ocean,
I happened to see that something moved And started the world in motion.
I sho saw a very large imp,
Not of the common race;
I had to climb to the top of a very large tree To stare the gentleman in the face.
A gentle breeze spring up just then,
The wind blew from the south;
I lost my holt and down I fell Right into a crocodile's mouth.
He shut his jaws right down on me,
He thought he had a victim,
But I walked right down his throat, you see,
And that is the way I tricked him.
I traveled on for about a month,
For about a month or two;
Came upon a herd of a hundred hogs,
And beer kegs not a few.
Now I thought this a very nice place to camp But just then I decided For twelve long years in a crocodile I lived so well contented.
This crocodile was growing old So one day he died Took him six months to get cold He was so thick and wide.
He was something near about twelve miles through, Something near about it,
It took me six months and one day To cut a hole to crawl out.
-more-Collected by Mary C. Parler
The Crocodile Reel 314, Item 2 Continued
Just then my boat came sailing by I stepped on board, you see,
In twelve months from that very day I landed in Ameri-kee.
Now, come all you people, if you doubt my story, If you ever do cross the isle,
Just as sure as hell, you'll see the shell Of the great big crocodile.
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