Amos Moses

AMOS MOSES
By: Jerry Reed
Key: A

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Now, A-mos Mos-es was a Ca-jun
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He lived by him-self in the swamp.
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He hunt-ed al-li-ga-tors for a liv-in' 
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Just knock 'em in the head with a stump.
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The Loui-si-an-a law’s 
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gon-na get you, A-mos!
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It ain't le-gal hunt-in' al-li-ga-tors 
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down in the swamp, boy!

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Now, ev-‘ry-bod-y blames his old man
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For mak-in' him mean as a snake.
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When A-mos Mos-es was a boy, 
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His Dad-dy would use him
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for al-li-ga-tor bait.
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Tie a rope a-round his waist 
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throw him in the swamp!
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Al-li-ga-tor bait in the
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Loui-si-an-a bay-ou

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A-bout for-ty-five min-utes 
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South-east of Thi-bo-daux, Loui-si-an-a
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Live a man called Doc Mill-sap 
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and his pret-ty wife Han-nah.
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Well, they raised up a son that could 
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eat up his weight in gro-c’ries.

(spoken)
Named him af-ter a man of the cloth,

Called him A-mos Mos-es.



Now all the folks around south Louisiana
Said Amos was a hell of a man.
He could trap the biggest,
The meanest alligator,
And just use one hand.
That's all he got left cuz the alligator bit it!
Left arm gone clean up to the elbow!

Well, the Sheriff got wind that Amos
Was in the swamp tracking alligator skin.
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?
You can sure get lost in the Louisiana Bayou!

About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Lousisiana
Lived a cat called Doc Milsap and his pretty wife Hanna.
Well, 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.

Set out on 'em Amos.
Make it count, Son!

About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Lousisiana...