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Froggie Went-a-Courtin'

"Zoologic Miscegeny Achieved Mouse Frog Nuptials, Relatives Approve."




Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride
Sword and pistol by his side, Uh-huh, Uh-huh

He rode up to Miss Mousie's den, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
He rode up to Miss Mousie's den
And said "Miss Mousie won't you let me in", Uh-huh, Uh-huh

He took Miss Mouse upon his knee, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
He took Miss Mouse upon his knee
Said "Miss Mouse, will you marry me?" Uh-huh, Uh-huh
I'll have to ask my Uncle Rat, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
I'll have to ask my Uncle Rat
And see what he will say to that Uh-huh, Uh-huh
Without my Uncle Rat's consent, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
Without my Uncle Rat's consent
I wouldn't marry the President. Uh-huh, Uh-huh

Uncle Rat, laughed and he shook his sides, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
Uncle Rat, laughed and he shook his sides
To think his niece would be a bride, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
"Where will the wedding supper be?" Uh-huh, Uh-huh
"Where will the wedding supper be?"
"Way down yonder in the hollow tree." Uh-huh, Uh-huh

"What will the wedding supper be?" Uh-huh, Uh-huh
"What will the wedding supper be?"
"A fried mosquito and a roasted flea." Uh-huh, Uh-huh

The first to come was Mr. Moth, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
The first to come was Mr. Moth
He came to spread the tablecloth, Uh-huh, Uh-huh

The next to come was the bumblebee, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
The next to come was the bumblebee
Playing a banjo on his knee, Uh-huh, Uh-huh

The next to come were two little ants, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
The next to come were two little ants
To teach the ladies how to dance, Uh-huh, Uh-huh

The next to come was a garter snake, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
The next to come was a garter snake
He sat down around the wedding cake, Uh-huh, Uh-huh

The last to come was a mocking bird Uh-huh, Uh-huh
The last to come was a mocking bird
He said "this wedding is too absurd", Uh-huh, Uh-huh

Now the old songbook is on the shelf, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
The old songbook is on the shelf
If you want anymore you can sing it yourself, Uh-huh, Uh-huh

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