gyp the cat

where the bayous wind

and them gators swim

sometime late last night

when the moon was dim

someone left this life

much against his will

and while gyp the cat was alibi-in'

you know his clothes were dryin'

down on bourbon street

where them tourists roam

some big financier

travelin' far from home

lost his fancy watch

and his wallet

too

and while to his story gyp was stickin'

his brand new watch kept tickin'

there's a blown-out safe

in the city hall

standin' open wide

up against the wall

and though gyp the cat. huh

has got a-lotta dough

is the money his or part of plunder

gyp says

go and wonder"