The Thing

Down the beach one bright and sunny day. I saw a great big wooden box of floating in the bay. I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise. Ooh, I discovered it.

Right before my eyes. Ooh, I discovered it. Right before my eyes. I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king. I took it to a guy I knew who'd buy most anything.

But this is what he hollered at me as 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 out of running for my life. And then I took it home with me to give it to my wife. But this is what she hollered at me as 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 town until I chanced to meet A hobo who was looking for a handout on the street He said he'd take most any old thing, he was a desperate man

But when I showed him, he turned around and ran Oh, when I showed him, he turned around and ran I wandered on for many years, a victim of my fate Until one day I came upon St. Peter at the gate And when I tried to take it inside, he told me where to go.

Get out of here with that. And take it down below. We'll get out of here with that. And take it down below. The moral of the story is, if you're out on the beach, and you should see a great big box in it's within your reach, don't ever stop and open it up.