Poolshooting Monkey

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Poolshooting Monkey 

I don't know but I was told,
the Monkey went out on his morning stroll.
He had on a double-breasted suit and long black robe,
he had his hat crushed down in a Esquire fold.

He had on a long black pair of shoes on a triple-A last,
he had a walkin' stick on his arm and his hair was gassed,
and everybody could tell by the clothes he wore
that he was a poolshooting Monkey from Coconut Grove.

Now the old Baboon was settin' inside the stool
waitin' on just any old fool.
The Monkey walks in and says, "You know,
I just love and enjoy to see the eight-ball roll."
The Baboon say, "Look, Brother Monkey," say,
"down here we shoot the eight-ball for fun,
but now if you got any gold in your clothes, I'll
shoot you a little sixty-one."
The Monkey said, "Get your cue stick from the wall,"
said, "Now y'all watch this ugly motherfucker
when he bust them balls."
The Baboon bust the balls and his tar-ball scratched,

the Monkey set back and relaxed.
The Monkey got up and made the one, two, and three.
He said, "Watch 'em, houseman, while I go pee."
He come from the shitter and he chalked hisstick,

he made the four, five, and six.
He made the seven and eight and he banked the nine,
he played the ten, eleven, and twelve in the side.

He played a double combination on the thirteen and fourteen
and raised his cue stick and give the fifteen a chance to ride.

Now the Baboon looks around with a chicken-shit grin at all his friends,
he said, "Boys, pool ain't my game but cooncan I'm bound to win."
The monkey said, "Find a stump that'll fit your rump.
I'll skin you some coon if you don't jump."
Now as the cards was dealt the Baboon spread
the one, two, and three and cut short fives,
hot boilin' water jumped from his eyes.
That old Bullfrog was settin' on the side,
he dug the switch was made and fell over and died.
Now the Monkey played with the one, two, and
three and ditched the queen,
he made a switch with the deck that the world never seen.
He said, "I'm pat to aces and I'm pat to queens,"
he said, "I'm pat to your big funky ass if you
start any motherfucken thing."
The Baboon jumped up and he grabbed his hat and he grabbed his coat,
he said, "That's all, Brother Monkey," said,
"that's all she wrote."
The Monkey said, "Wait a minute, man just before you go,"
say, "If anybody ask you who win your gold,
you tell 'em that poolshootiri motherfucker
out a Coconut Grove."
So now I don't know, but I was told, the
Monkey continued on his morning stroll.


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