Lyrics:

Well, Amos Moses was a Cajun
He lived by himself in the swamp.
He hunted alligator for a livin'
Just knock 'em in the head with a stump.
The Lousisana law gonna get you, Amos!
It ain't legal huntin' alligator down in the swamp, boy!

Well, everybody blamed his old man
For makin' him mean as a snake.
When Amos Moses was a boy,
His Daddy would use his for alligator bait.
Tie a rope around his waist and throw him in the swamp!

About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Lousisiana
Lived a man called Doc Milsap and his pretty wife Hanna.
Well, they raised up a son who could eat up his weight in groceries.
Named him after a man of the cloth,
Called him Amos Moses.

Now all the folks around south Louisiana
Said Amos was a hell of a man.
He could trap the biggest,
The meanest alligator,
And just use one hand.
That's all he got left cuz the alligator bit it!
Left arm gone clean up to the elbow!

Well, the Sheriff got wind that Amos
Was in the swamp tracking alligator skin.
So he snuck in the swamp, gonna get the boy.
But he never come out again.
Well, I wonder where the Louisiana Sheriff went to?
You can sure get lost in the Louisiana Bayou!

About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Lousisiana
Lived a cat called Doc Milsap and his pretty wife Hanna.
Well, they raised up a son who could eat up his weight in groceries.
Named him after a man of the cloth,
Called him Amos Moses.

Set out on 'em Amos.
Make it count, Son!

About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Lousisiana...