Shooter Jennings - Alligator Chomp (Ballad of Martin Luther Frog JR) lyrics

A long time ago in a swamp far, far away

Where Louisiana meets Texas

And the snakes fall off the tree

The critters are getting restless

Getting greedy and mean

The frogs all hate the toads

Crocks all hate the gators

Ain't nobody getting along

They ain't teams, man, they just players

(Oh, no) they all hating

They don't know

They all gonna get it

(Oh, no) they all hating

They all green

They don't see

They all gonna get it

Trees fell in the river, cutting off the water to the swamp

But the critters didn't feel the tremor, chasing tails around the stump

The birds flying by could spot it from the sky but only one froggy knew

That a gator with them ol teeth could chew down trees like a piece of meat

But the frog stood on up and used a little froggy voice

"Y'all don't see we gotta get it together, right now, we gotta make a choice"

Before the frog got his next word out all anybody saw was a gator mouth

Swallowing the froggy whole, while the toads and the crocks all cheered about

(Oh, no) they all hating

Swamps drying out, they don't know

They all gonna get it

(Oh, no) they all hating

They don't see

They all gonna get it