Frankenixon One Of The Clock
One of the clock, and silence deep
Then up the stairway, black and steep
The old house-cat comes creepy-creep
With soft feet goes from room to room
Her green eyes shining through the gloom
And finds all fast asleep
The Black Cock crowed, the moon was bright
The Red Cock answered through the night
Big Gretchen, sleeping, turned in bed
And tossed her arms above her head
The Old Hound stretched, and breathing deep
He settled down again to sleep
One o'clock
Two o'clock
Legs aground legs aground
I'm takin' a walk downtown
You know you shouldn't set out to sea
Without your sails set right
All white and tight
Not old and yellow
But new
Not old and mellow
But new
Not old and yellow
But new
Not old and mellow
But new
Legs aground legs aground
I'm takin' a walk downtown
You know you shouldn't set out to sea
Without your sails set right
All white and tight
Not old and yellow
But new
Not old and mellow
But new
Not old and yellow
But new
Not old and mellow
But new
Not old and yellow
But new
Not old and mellow
But new
Not old and yellow
But new
Not old and mellow
But new