Ol’ Man Mose Louis Prima

Now once there lived an old man with a very crooked nose
He lived in a log hut, they called him Ol' Man Mose
One dark and dreary mornin' I knocked upon his door
I didn't hear a single sound, I ain't gonna knock no more

'Cause I believe (Ol' Man)
I believe (Ol' Man)
I believe (Ol' Man)
Something's goin' on inside, boy
I believe (Ol' Man)
I'm gonna find out! (Ol' Man)
What you think I did? (Ol' Man)
Ooh, wait 'til I tell ya

I went around to the window
Peeped in through the crack
There was the old man
Layin' on his back

His head was on thе pillow, his foot was on the floor
Kicked the buckеt
I found out he kicked the bucket
I found out he kicked the bucket
We believe he's dead, oh, we believe

We believe Mose kicked the bucket
We believe Mose kicked the bucket
No he didn't!
We believe he's dead, I'm lookin' here