(c.w. mccall, b. fries, c. davis)
From the album wilderness
[c.w. clears his throat.]
Roy. by c.w. mccall.
[the only musical instrument heard is the plucking of a jew`s harp.]
I had an old cat named roy.
He was a good ol` boy.
He used to go a-huntin`, down by the lake,
Catch `im a nice, fresh garter snake.
Bring `im on back and then set in the grass,
Lookin` like he had `im a green mustache.
Yeah, roy was a good ol` boy.