And boy walk by the track of the teeth...
Take all the fried fish they caught in the sea
Yes, they also got six quart of rum,
Settin' down and waiting for the night life to come
The last time I heard them say that this man was dead,
Man was dead...
They got a block of ice and they laid it on upon his head
Upon his head...
Now the procession makes to the cemetery
And the old man said don't you bury me!
Lick him up, ya pick him up and he bounce right back!
What a hard man Fe dead!
Hard man Fe dead...
Come in Sterling...
Get the band some shots
Did it good, musta been frightened enough
Well there boy walk by the track of the teeth...
And all the fried fish they caught in the sea
They also got six quarts of rum,
Settin' down and waiting for the night life to come
Last time I heard them say that this man was dead,
Man was dead...
They got a block of ice and they laid it on upon his head,
Upon his head...
Now the procession makes to the cemetery
The man hollered out, don't you bury me!
They drop the box of rum, what a whole lot of fun!
What a hard man fe dead!
Hard man fe dead...
Ya pick him up, ya lick him down he bounce right back!
What a hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...
What a hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...
Hard man Fe dead...