Ballad Of Mr Snake

When the angostura runs a little low

And your gin has lost that soft and roosy glow

And time is rushing by, but it seems slow

Just live dangerously once before you go

If you take the bite right out of Mr. Snake

He'll assume the reputation of a fake

Until someone comes along, someone fearless someone strong

And gives that Mr. Snake a mighty shake

But who wants to shake with a snake?

Who wants to shake with a snake?

Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder?

Who wants to shake with a snake?

Who wants to shake with a snake?

Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder?

Who wants to shake with a snake?

Who wants to shake with a snake?

Who wants to shale with a snake?

I ask you.