Yeah here comes Amos Now Amos Moses was a Cajun He lived by himself in the swamp He hunted alligator for a living Heīd just knock them in the head with a stump The Louisiana law gonna get ya Amos It ainīt legal hunting alligator down in the swamp, boy Now everyone blamed his old man For making him mean as a snake When Amos Moses was a boy His daddy would use him for alligator bait Tie a rope around his neck and throw him in the swamp Alligator bait in the Louisiana bayou About forty-five minutes south of Thibodeaux, Louisiana Lived a man called Dr. Mills South and his pretty wife Hannah They raised up a son who could eat up his weight in groceries Named him after a man of the cloth Called him Amos Moses Now the folks around southeast Louisiana Said Amos was a hell of a man He could trap the biggest, meanest alligator And just use one hand Thatīs all he got left 'cause an alligator bit it Left arm gone clean up to the elbow Well the sheriff caught wind that Amos Was up in the swamp trappin' alligator skins So he snuck in the swamp gonna get the boy But he never come out again Well I wonder where the Louisiana sheriff went to Well you can sure get lost in the Louisiana bayou About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana Lived a cat named Dr. Mills South and his pretty wife Hannah They raised up a son who could eat up his weight in groceries Named him after a man of the cloth Called him Amos Moses Sit down on 'em Amos Make it count son About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana...