Mosin'

Making hay when I was grasshopper high

Cotton full and there was blues in the sky

He was mosin'

He was mosin'

Going fishing down on Grandaddy's farm

The bayou country never done him no harm

He was mosin'

He was mosin'

Tells it like it is when he's shooting the breeze

Hiding from the sun by staying under the trees

Found him swinging in an old Boston bar

With bass and drums but no sign of guitar

He was mosin'

He was mosin'

If you run across him treasure the jewel

Way down in New Orleans or loading his mule

Cause he's mosin'

Yes he's mosin'

Tells it like it is when he's shooting the breeze

Hiding from the sun by staying under the trees

Ooooooh cause he's mosin'

Ooooooh yes he's mosin'