I was sittin' by the bank on a stump When I thought I heard me a bullfrog Turned around and sure enough he sat He said excuse me, buddy, but been readin' news And I'm sorry to say I'm a little You bein' human, you'd know where at.
He said I read where this old gonna And all on of a think called gold And somethin' hard for us frogs to Now you're lookin' at me I'm funny But where I live we don't have no So we want to be hip to the on land.
Now I I was stoned so I walkin' I mean whoever heard of a talkin' But then I realized I been grazin' in no So I figured I'd tell him just what I 'bout how gold was sold and how was And he'd understand our world I explained.
I said it all started a long ago When the people first to reap and sow They got all the things needed right out of the Like how many leaves and how many Would it to cover up the anatomies And that's how you figured how a suit of was worth.
Well then man he learned how to a cow And how to till the soil a stone plow And he kept so busy he never had to do you Then he'd take his produce and all milk And go town and trade them for silk So his woman look sharp down at the farm.
Well the bullfrog let out a croak Like I'd told him some of a joke And he said I think you're me my man (what me?) I said I know it sounds mystifyin' But the truth of the matter is I ain't I mean I talkin' no bullfrog, you
He now don't get upset I'm not you You just go ahead, go ahead and And I'll be and try to understand He said I know about trees and and And and silk and the farmer's But what's this thing the supply and
I said well I grow and you grow corn And you find your are all worn And me well I got to have to eat You see? So I you some brand new And now you me some fresh bread Pretty soon we'll have shops the street.
Well this didn't work, or so been told And at that time they know about So all agreed they'd measure their in salt Well that had an early endin' 'cause they were eatin' more they spendin' And besides, heard of keepin' in a vault.
Well said gold was the thing to use To pay for stuff like ships to shoes But it weighed too and it looked too good to So round about hundred and ninety Somebody started usin' money And that's the tale, my friend, end to end.
Well I thought it was a good I mean a real at communication And I only had me up until the I was ten But the bullfrog right he hopped I could have sworn I heard him say Your is still in the tadpole stage, my friend.