Phil Harris

The Thing
While I was walkin' down the beachOne bright and sunny dayI saw a great big wooden boxA-floatin' in the bayI pulled it in and opened it upAnd much to my surpriseOh, I discovered a...Right before my eyesOh, I discovered a...Right before my eyesI picked it up and ran to townAs happy as a kingI took it to a guy I knewWho'd buy most anythingBut this is what he hollered at meAs I walked in his shop"Oh, get out of here with that...Before I call a cop""Oh, get out of here with that...Before I call a cop"I turned around and got right outA-runnin' for my lifeAnd then I took it home with meTo give it to my wifeSongtexteBut this is what she hollered at meAs I walked in the door"Oh, get out of here with that...And don't come back no more""Oh, get out of here with that...And don't come back no more"I wandered all around the townUntil I chanced to meetA hobo who was lookin' forA handout on the streetHe said he'd take most any old thingHe was a desperate manBut when I showed him the...He turned around and ranOh, when I showed him the...He turned around and ranI wandered on for many yearsA victim of my fateUntil one day I came uponSt Peter at the gateAnd when I tried to take it insideHe told me where to goGet out of here with that...And take it down belowOh, get out of here with that...And take it down belowThe moral of this story isIf you're out on the beachAnd you should see a great big boxAnd it's within your reachDon't ever stop and open it upThat's my advice to you'Cause you'll never get rid of the...No matter what you doOh, you'll never get rid of the...No matter what you do Aus Songtexte Mania