Gyp The Cat

<br>(Darin/Wolfe)<br><br>Where those bayou`s wind<br>And them gators swim<br>Sometime late last night<br>When the moon was dim<br>Someone left this life<br>Much against his will<br>And while Gyp the Cat was alibi-in`<br>You know his clothes were dryin`<br><br><br>Down on Bourbon Street<br>Where the tourists roam<br>Some big financier<br>Travelin` far from home<br>Lost his fancy watch<br>And his wallet too<br>But while to his story<br>Gyp was stickin`<br>His new watch kept tickin`<br><br><br>There`s a blown out safe<br>Down in City Hall<br>Standin` open wide<br>Up against the wall<br>And though Gyp the Cat<br>Has got a lot of dough<br>Is the money his?<br>Or plot or blunder?<br>Gyp says &quot;go and wonder&quot;<br><br><br>There`s a fishing fleet<br>Anchored in the bay<br>Everybody knows<br>Shrimps and oysters pay<br>But when Gyp the Cat<br>Was refused his share<br>Somehow nets got cut<br>And the take was way off<br>Til Gyp got his payoff<br><br><br>The legend goes<br>That they buried him<br>But nobody knows<br>That he had a twin<br>And at the services<br>Everybody cried<br>`septin` one peculiar smilin` mourner<br>Pickin` pockets off in a corner<br>While they set his brother in the ground<br>Get the feeling Gyp is still around