[Spoken word] Our tale starts out on the banks of that ol' Mississip' Well, maybe a bit farther west... [Verse] Oh! In a musty delivery room Out on the far side of town. Our story begins the very moment, Evan began to crown. The doctor saw his copper locks, Announced a red-headed baby son! But his ol' ma gasped at her first look, Said "No, I can't at all keep this one" [Bridge] Oh our hero entered this world So cold and unforgiving Ol' ma left without a second glance That red hair gave misgivings. [Chorus] With his cooing and his blubbering This boy was born a talker. With copper hair but not full jinge Born a genuine day walker. [Verse] Well he was put on the list that very day, For it was the only option. A day-walking baby boy, Now hoping for adoption. [Bridge] But he would soon find It was a slow moving line [Verse] Oh our hero was abandoned Before he hit the cradle. No ma or pa to call his own So begins our fable! [Outro] With his cooing and his blubbering This boy was born a talker. With copper hair but not full jinge Born a genuine day walker.
