I was sittin' by the bank on a hollow When I thought I heard me a jump Turned around and enough there he sat He said excuse me, buddy, but I've your news And I'm sorry to say I'm a little You human, well you'd know where at.
He said I where this old world's fold And all on of a think called gold And somethin' hard for us frogs to Now lookin' at me like I'm funny But I live we don't have no money So we want to be hip to the on land.
Now I I was stoned so I started I mean heard of a bullfrog talkin' But then I realized I hadn't grazin' in no So I I'd tell him just what I thought 'bout how was sold and how gold was And understand our world when I explained.
I said it all a long time ago When the people first learned to and sow They got all the things they needed out of the Like how leaves and how many trees Would it to cover up the anatomies And that's how you figured how much a of was worth.
Well then man he learned how to a cow And how to till the soil with a plow And he kept so he never had time to do you Then he'd his produce and all that milk And go into and trade them for silk So his woman she'd look sharp at the farm.
Well the bullfrog let out a belly Like I'd told him kind of a joke And he said I think you're me my man (what me?) I said I know it sounds kinda But the truth of the matter is I ain't I mean I talkin' no bullfrog, you
He said now get upset I'm not you You go ahead, go ahead and continue And be quiet and try to understand He said I about trees and leaves and And and silk and the farmer's But what's thing the call supply and
I said well I grow cotton and you corn And you your dungarees are all worn And me well I got to have to eat You see? So I you some brand new And now you bake me fresh bread Pretty soon we'll have across the street.
Well didn't work, or so we've been told And at that they didn't know gold So they all agreed measure their in salt Well that idea had an early 'cause were eatin' more than they spendin' And besides, whoever of keepin' in a vault.
Well folks gold was the thing to use To pay for stuff from ships to shoes But it weighed too much and it too to spend So about sixteen hundred and ninety Somebody usin' foldin' money And the tale, my friend, from end to end.
I thought it was a damn good I mean a attempt at communication And I only had me schoolin' up the I was ten But the right before he hopped Well I could have sworn I him say Your world is in the tadpole stage, my friend.