Sleepy LaBeef - Roosevelt & Ira Lee lyrics

I'll take y'all down south Lousiana Go down in the swampland With the alligators, cypress leaves I used to know a couple of Cajun boys lived back in the swamps One of 'em a great big old boy One of 'em kinda short, not too big Lived back in the swamps down by the river This particular afternoon, there wasn't a whole lot goin on there in the swamps They were just sittin' there on a log Ponderin' on what they were gonna do for the night Stir up a little bit of excitement Whatever the big boy decides he wants to do The little one go along with it 'Cos he thinks he's cool We call this the ballad of Roosevelt and his faithful companion Ira Lee The river was dark and muddy And the moon was on the rise And all of the creatures in the swampland Had woke up to feed for the night Roosevelt and Ira Lee were sittin' there on a log Ira Lee turned to Roosevelt and said I'd sure like to have a mess of bull frog He said: Yeah yeah, love them fried frog legs Well they slipped on their rubber boots That is, cept for Ira Lee Now Roosevelt had them real tall boots Kinda belt 'em around your waist But Ira Lee didn't have no boots But he had some eight year old Converse sneakers With a heel done rotted completely off in the back Walked down by the water edge And right away they knew that the night would be a bummer Cause Ira Lee stepped on a water mossacin And he said "Oh, oh, oh, somebody help me now!" That cottonmouth snake got ahold of Ira Lee's sneaker Chomp, chomp chomp chomp Gettin' a little funky over there, come on Boogie down some Boogie on the piano some too