[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. 'Til the dogs got 'im.