Run Red RunCoasters (#36 Pop, #29 R&B - Nov. 1959) Oh, Red went and bought himself a monkeyGot him from a pawn shop brokerTaught that monkey how to guzzle beer And he taught him out to play stud pokerLast night when they were gambling in the kitchenThe monkey he was taking a beatingThe monkey said Red, "I'm going to shoot you deadBecause I know that well, you been a cheating."Chorus:Well, run Red run, because he's got your gun And he's aiming it at your head.Run Red run, because he's got your gun,And he's aiming it at your head.You better get up and wail, You better move your tail before he fills it full of lead.Oh, Red jumped up and started to move like a P80-Saber Jet.He zoomed around the corner, and he disappeared And everybody started to stare.The race was on, you know the chase was onAnd Red he was all shook upBut, let me tell you sport, don't sell that monkey short,Because he's a travelling son of a gun.Repeat Chorus(Saxaphone playing)Monkey trapped Red in a parking alot.Down along the Avenue,Monkey said, "Red, you've made a man out of me,Now I'm going to make a monkey out of you.Give me your car keys, give me your walletGive it to me here, or I'll shootGoing to put on your brand new Stetson hat And go to town in your new brown suit."Repeat ChorusTranscribed by Paul Freelove
