Collected by Mrs. Laura Willie
For Mary C. Parler
Transcribed by Frances Majors
Sung by Mrs. Maxine Hite
Prairie Grove, Arkansas
January 9, 1959
Reel 264, Item 21
The Wonderful Crocodile
A landsman and a seaman, too,
Well to tell you the truth I'm bound;
For the trip I took to the North Peru
And the wonders there that I found.
Shipwrecked was I in North Peru
And cast upon the shore;
When I resolved to raise a crew
Some country to explore.
Well, I hadn't gone a mile or so
Bight down by the side of the ocean,
Till I spied something moving about;
I thought 'twas the world in motion.
In stealing up by the side of it
I behold a crocodile.
From the tip of his mouth to the tip of his tail
Must have been five hundred mile.
He was none of your common race.
And I d u m b up a sycamore tree
For to look him square in the face.
The lofty limb being very high
Up come a gale from the south;
And my hold slipped and down I fell
Right into that crocodile's mouth.
He quickly closed his jaws on me,
Resolved not to lose his victim.
But I ran down his throat, you see,
And that's the way that I tricked him.
Well, I hadn't gone but a mile or two
And how do I know but more?
When I found wine casks
And plenty of food in store.
The Wonderful Crocodile (Cont'd)
Reel 264, Item 21 (Cont'd)
True life, I vanquished all my trials
I lived there fifteen years or more,
Being very well contented.
This crocodile being very old,
At last one day he died.
He was fourteen years catching cold,
He was so deep and wide.
I was fourteen days . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . .to get out.
Now I am safe on land again,
Resolved no more to roam;
The very first ship comes a-sailing my way,
I'm board now, I'm home,
If any of you my story doubt,
If ever you cross the isles,
Right where I tell, you'll find the shell
Of that wonderful crocodile.
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