A monkey had a friend
Who thought he was his kin
God made his features blend
Although with hairy skin.
Who thought he was his kin
God made his features blend
Although with hairy skin.
But monkey did not love;
This beast, meant naught to him.
He lived away above
And scampered on a limb.
This beast, meant naught to him.
He lived away above
And scampered on a limb.
But yet man would persist,
And loved him all the more,
And thought so dear the quest
He spaded up the shore.
And loved him all the more,
And thought so dear the quest
He spaded up the shore.
He found a million things
To prove he was an ape.
And every bone he brings
And puts it in its shape.
To prove he was an ape.
And every bone he brings
And puts it in its shape.
This theory on him grew
imagining the bog
He then believed it true
That Adam was a frog.
imagining the bog
He then believed it true
That Adam was a frog.
Yes he believed his spade
That the Bible was untrue,
And Adam was not made
He will contend with you.
That the Bible was untrue,
And Adam was not made
He will contend with you.
He found an ugly bone
And how he loved the sight,
His eyes and being shone
This proved that he was right.
And how he loved the sight,
His eyes and being shone
This proved that he was right.
He cared not for the muddle,
But only for his view;
It proved it was a puddle
Where men and monkeys brew.
But only for his view;
It proved it was a puddle
Where men and monkeys brew.
In ages past you see,
He knew that this was it;
He wiped his face with glee--
It was a tiny bit?
He knew that this was it;
He wiped his face with glee-
It was a tiny bit?
Got twirling out in space
And sucked the others in,
I’m sure that was the case
He gently stroked his chin.
And sucked the others in,
I’m sure that was the case
He gently stroked his chin.
In some secluded spot
Mayhap beside a bog,
Begins a pitty pat
And ended in a frog.
Mayhap beside a bog,
Begins a pitty pat
And ended in a frog.
These blown out in a gale
High in the tree they blow
Was hung up by his tail
And it began to grow.
High in the tree they blow
Was hung up by his tail
And it began to grow.
Though million years the scope
He swang and swang and sway
It had to be a rope
So he could get away.
He swang and swang and sway
It had to be a rope
So he could get away.
But it did not occur
That he was not alone
How happy devils were
When they had made the bone.
That he was not alone
How happy devils were
When they had made the bone.
To them it was no shock
To view that fossil stone
For they could make the rock
As well as make the bone.
To view that fossil stone
For they could make the rock
As well as make the bone.
Still monkeys think things nice
Out climbing on a limb
Oh for a paradise
And get away from him.
Out climbing on a limb
Oh for a paradise
And get away from him.
For all the monkey knew
And just as like as not
The man would have a stew
And he be in the pot.
And just as like as not
The man would have a stew
And he be in the pot.
