Jock And The Monkey Ringtones

He's on my back. He's on my back. He's on my back. He's on my back. He's on my back. He's on my back. Please cut me free He's making me strange The monkey and me Sits on my back. Shits on my back. Piss on my back. Sits on my back. Shits on my back. Piss on my back. Kill it for me It's time for a change The monkey and me Starlight, starbright, first star tonight Wish my brother was no longer Cut deep, do it right away Cut clean, make a getaway Leave it out on the highway Kill it for me It's time for a change The monkey and me Starlight, starbright, first star tonight Wish my brother was no longer Cut deep, do it right away Cut clean, make a getaway Leave it out on the highway He's on my back. He's on my back. He's on my back. He's on my back. He's on my back. He's on my back. Please cut me free He's making me strange The monkey and me The monkey and me The monkey and me The monkey and me

There is a lonely wagon trail, but now it's overgrown Where the teams of toiling oxen used to heave and strain and moan But there are echoes of the wagons in the Bushveld to this day And the cracking whips as they made their trips to Delagoa Bay There was a transport- rider that used to ride this trail He had a pup with one ear up and a little stumpy tail A throwback from old Jess's litter that they used to call "the rat" With the heart of a lion and an eagle- eye and quick as a jungle cat With his one ear down and his one ear up and a little stumpy tail The ugliest of any pup, on any wagon trail I sing of Jock of the Bushveld, he's legend still today All the way from Lydenburg to Delagoa Bay Throughout the Bushveld Jock was known, his master's pride and joy He gained respect both far and wide from every Zulu boy The finest hunter in the land could never match his skill For he could track down any beast just at his master's will With his one ear down and his one ear up and a little stumpy tail The ugliest of any pup, on any wagon trail I sing of Jock of the Bushveld, he's legend still today All the way from Lydenburg to Delagoa Bay He died while watching over the stock he tried to save An accidental bullet sadly laid him in his grave 'Beneath a big tree in the Bushveld he lies at rest alone And sometimes you can hear him whimper when the night winds moan With his one ear down and his one ear up and his little stumpy tail The ugliest of any pup, on any wagon's trail I sing of Jock of the Bushveld, he's a legend still today All the way from Lydenburg to Delagoa Bay I sing of Jock of the Bushveld, he's a legend still today All the way from Lydenburg to Delagoa Bay

Once upon a time there was an engineer. Drove a locomotive both far and near. Accompanied by a monkey that would sit on a stool Watching everything the engineer would do One day the engineer wanted a bite to eat, He left the monkey sitting on the driver's seat, The monkey pulled the throttle, the locomotive jumped the gun And did 80 miles an hour down the mainline run. Big locomotive right on time, big locomotive coming down the line. Big locomotive No. 99, left the engineer with a worried mind. The engineer called up the dispatcher on the phone, To tell him all about his locomotive was gone. Dispatcher got on the wire, switch operator to the right, Cause the monkey's got the main line sewed up tight. The switch operator got the message on time, Said there's a Northbound livin' on the same main line, Open up the switch I'm gonna let him through the hole, Cause the monkey's got the locomotive under control. Big locomotive right on time, big locomotive coming down the line. Big locomotive No. 99, left the engineer with a worried mind.