| Now Amos Moses was a Cajun, he lived by himself in the swamp
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| He hunted alligator for a living
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| He used to knock 'em in the head with a stump
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| Louisiana law’s gonna get you, Amos
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| It ain’t legal hunting alligator down in the swamp, boy
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| Now everybody blamed his old man for makin' him mean as a snake
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| When Amos Moses was a boy, his daddy would use him for alligator bait
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| Tie a rope around his waist and throw him in the swamp
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| The alligator man in the Louisiana bayou
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| About 45 minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana
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| Lived a cat called Doc Millsap and his pretty wife Hannah
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| Well they raised up a son that could eat up his weight in groceries
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| Named him after a man of the cloth
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| They called him Amos Moses
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| Now folks around South Louisiana said Amos was a helluva man
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| He could trap the biggest, the meanest alligator
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| He only had to use one hand
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| That’s all he got left 'cause the alligator bit him
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| Left arm gone clean up to the elbow
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| Now the Sheriff got wind of Amos was in the swamp trapping alligator skin
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| So he snuck in the swamp, «I'm gonna get you boy», but he never come out again
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| Well, I wonder where the Louisiana Sheriff went to You sure can get lost in the Louisiana bayou
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| About 45 minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana
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| Lived a cat called Doc Millsap and his pretty wife Hannah
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| Well they raised up a son that could eat up his weight in groceries
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| Named him after a man of the cloth
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| They called him Amos Moses
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| Sit down on 'em Amos, make it count son
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| Get on boy
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| Here comes Amos
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| Yeah, you get on him boy, use your wit |