MONKEY WITH A GUN................. Monkey with a Gun - Monkey with a Gun - It was a quarter past six in the early morning sun When the cry rang out, “Monkey with a Gun!” You see, it was a chimpanzee that had escaped to the top of a very tall tree, In that early morning sun, No one knew just where that Monkey got a gun But it was up to Bob - Caretaker Bob, for it was his job to bring down that monkey with a gun - Before the gathered crowd, that had not the sense to run, In that now early afternoon sun, Caretaker Bob scaled the fence to reach the branch of the tree where sat the chimpanzee, In the early afternoon sun, Looking at the people below who hadn’t the sense to run, but who gawked and pointed at the monkey with a gun - Poor old Bob, Caretaker Bob, Whose job it was to climb the tree & try to get that chimpanzee He reached the top, In the late afternoon sun, of the tree, where sat that chimpanzee While at the bottom the crowd, that didn’t have the sense to run, watched brave Bob approach that Monkey with a gun He approached slowly, Spoke sweetly Promised that monkey anything, Beneath that late afternoon sun, When a shot rang out with a thunderous BANG And old Bob, Poor old Bob, Whose job it was to scale that fence And climb that tree To try and get that chimpanzee Fell - He fell from the tippy-top of that very tall tree Like a sack of flour He landed In front of ...me He lay still and broken, In that early evening sun, And you know that crowd that didn’t have the sense to run? Ran - I stood and watched them, In that early evening sun, I watched them scatter & run for suddenly they realized, In that early evening sun, That that Monkey had a Gun! Poor old Bob was laid to rest the very next day, In the early morning sun, Shot dead by that Monkey with a Gun And you may ask what did happen to that chimpanzee that sat so very high way up in that tree from early morning in the bright daylight sun - Well no one knows you see, For he got down out of that tree and disappeared, that monkey with a gun disappeared, In that late evening sun - So listen close and please pay heed to my tale - For if ever comes the time in the early morning sun, That you hear some one shout ‘Monkey with a Gun!’ Remember this story And remember Old Bob, Who was laid to rest in the early morning sun, After being shot dead by that Monkey with a gun - If it falls to you Whose job, like Poor Old Bob, it is to scale that fence and climb that tree To try and get that chimpanzee I suggest you remember it took just one shot by that chimpanzee to knock Poor Old Bob Out of that tree and to fall to the ground in front of me In that late afternoon sun - I would suggest at the very mention of ‘Monkey with a Gun!’ That you run The opposite direction and remember that one shot, in the late afternoon sun, and assume that that monkey still has bullets in that gun -