Gator Blood - Mark Knopfler

Hammer on a skillet up they come

Showman whanging on a ballyhoo drum

Watch out, people I’m a greedy man

Swallowed all the fishes in the frying pan

Blood, gator blood, I got gator blood

Chicken on a hotplate gobbledegook

Come on up, honey and take a look

Mighty fine weather this time of year

Shake a tail feather you chicken you hear

Blood, gator blood, I got gator blood

Chicken on a hotplate it’s gonna dance

Gonna lose these chickens my first chance

Don’t you know I’m a flim flam man

A chicken show it ain’t worth a damn

Gator blood, I got gator blood

I got a country boy, he’s a bird who sings

Butter paddle, buck 'n wing

Kid’s got a winner bonafide hit

I’m gonna have my dinner on a spit

Blood, gator blood, I got gator blood

Hoopla, humbug, howdy-do

Gonna make you into chicken stew

Alligator in the mud

Don’t you know I got gator blood

Gator blood, I got gator blood

Never lend a dollar to your good friend Tom

Hogwash Holler is where he’s from

If you got treasure all in a vault

And he gets you, baby that’s your own fault

Gator blood, I got gator blood