Bill Grogan's goat
was feeling fine
Ate three red shirts
right off the line
Bill took a stick
gave him three whacks
And tied him to
the railroad tracks
The whistle blew
the train grew night
Bill Grogan's goat
was doomed to die
He gave three moans
of mortal pain
Barfed up those shirts
and flagged that train
The Engineer
got out to see
What in the world
this thing could be
And when he saw
It was a goat
Pulled out his knife
and cut it's throat
Now Billy Goat
is really dead
He went to heaven
without a head
And when he got there
St. Peter said
'Dear Billy Goat
where is your head?'
I do not know
I can not tell
For all I know
It just may be
Way down yonder in the paw paw patch
