Collected by Merlin Mitchell
Transcribed by Kyle Perrin
February 20, 1950
Come all you fancy(?) seamen true, the truth to tell I'm bound,
A trip I took to north Peru and the wonders there abound.
Ship wrecked we were in north Peru and while I was there ashore,
I soon resolved to make a crew, the country to explore.
We hadn't hardly started out along by the side of the ocean,
Until I saw something out ahead that looked like the earth was in motion.
It sailed along by the side of him, I beheld a crocodile,
From the end of his nose to the end of his tail must have been five
As we were even with his head, the wind changed to the South,
My hold slipped and down I fell right into the crocodile's mouth.
I hadn't gone a mile or two, I'm sure it was not more,
'Til whirling(?) cakes I found not a few and the grub it was in store.
I stayed there three years or more being very well contented,
If I'd stayed there for fifteen years, on grub I was not stunted.
Now, the crocodile had been gitting old and, so, one day he died,
It took him fourteen years to catch cold he was sc thick and wide.
He must a-been twelve mile across or somewhere there about,
For I worked hard for thirty days cutting me a hole to get out.
Now, if any of yon gents my story doubt and never have crossed the isle,
At the place where I fell you'll find the shell of the wonderful crocodile.
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