Alligator [2] - Grateful Dead

Sleepy alligator in the noonday sun

Sleeping by the river just like he usually done

Call for his whisky

He can call for his tea

Call all he want to but he

Can’t call me

Oh no

I been there before

And I’m not coming back around

There no more

Creepy alligator coming all around the bend

Talking bout the times when we was mutual friends

I check my memory

I check it quick yes I will

I check it running

Some old kind of trick

Oh no well I

Been there before

And I ain’t a coming back around

There no more

No I’m not

Hung up waiting for a windy day

Hung up waiting for a windy day

Tear down the Fillmore

Gas the Avalon

Riding down the river in an old canoe

A bunch of bugs and an old tennis shoe

Out of the river all ugly and green

The biggest old alligator that I’ve ever seen

Teeth big and pointed and his eyes were bugging out

Contact the union, put the beggars to route

Screaming and yelling and licking his chops

He never runs he just stumbles and hops

Just out of prison on six dollars bail

Mumbling at bitches and wagging his tail

Alligator running round my door

Alligator creeping round the corner of my cabin door

He’s coming round to bother me some more