Coasters

 (#36 Pop, #29 R&B - Nov. 1959)

 Oh, Red went and bought himself a monkey
 Got him from a pawn shop broker
 Taught that monkey how to guzzle beer
 And he taught him out to play stud poker
 Last night when they were gambling in the kitchen
 The monkey he was taking a beating
 The monkey said Red, "I'm going to shoot you dead
 Because I know that well, you been a cheating."

 Chorus:
 Well, run Red run, because he's got your gun
 And he's aiming it at your head.
 Run Red run, because he's got your gun,
 And he's aiming it at your head.
 You better get up and wail,
 You better move your tail before he fills it full of lead.

 Oh, Red jumped up and started to move like a P80-Saber Jet.
 He zoomed around the corner, and he disappeared
 And everybody started to stare.
 The race was on, you know the chase was on
 And Red he was all shook up
 But, let me tell you sport, don't sell that monkey short,
 Because he's a travelling son of a gun.

 Repeat Chorus

 (Saxaphone playing)

 Monkey trapped Red in a parking alot.
 Down along the Avenue,
 Monkey said, "Red, you've made a man out of me,
 Now I'm going to make a monkey out of you.
 Give me your car keys, give me your wallet
 Give it to me here, or I'll shoot
 Going to put on your brand new Stetson hat
 And go to town in your new brown suit."

 Repeat Chorus



 Transcribed by Paul Freelove