Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride, a - huh
Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride, a - huh
Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride
Sword and pistol by his side, a - huh, a - huh, fare the well
Well he rode down to Miss Mouse's door
Where he had often been before
He took Miss Mousie on his knee
Said "Miss Mousie will you marry me"
I'll have to ask my Uncle Rat
See what he will say to that
Well, Uncle Rat laughed and shook his fat sides
To think his niece would be a bride
Well, Uncle Rat rode off to town
To buy his niece a wedding gown
Where will the wedding supper be
Way down yonder in a hollow tree
What will the wedding supper be
A fried misquito and a roasted flea
First to come in were to little ants
Fixing around to have a dance
Next to come in was a bumble bee
Bouncing a fiddle on his knee
Next to come in was a fat sassy lad
Thinks himself as big as his dad
Thinks himself a man indeed
Because he chews the tobacco weed
And next to come in was a big tomcat
He swallowed the frog and the mouse and the rat