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THE GNU SONG (Michael Flanders and Donald Swann, 1956) A year ago last Thursday, I was strolling in the zoo, When I met a man who thought he knew the lot. He was laying down the law about the habits of baboons And the number of quills a porcupine has got. So I asked him: "What's that creature there?" He answered, "Oh, it's a helk." I might have gone on thinking that was true, If the animal in question hadn't put that chap to shame, And remarked, "I hain't a helk. I'm a g-nu. "I'm a g-nu. I'm a g-nu, The g-nicest work of g-nature in the zoo. I'm a g-nu. How do you do? You really ought to k-now w-ho's w-ho. I'm a g-nu, spelt G-N-U. I'm g-not a camel or a kangaroo. So let me introduce: I'm g-neither man nor moose. Oh g-no, g-no, g-no, I'm a g-nu." I had taken furnished lodgings down at Rustingham-on-Sea, Whence I traveled on to Ashton under Lyne, And the second night I stayed there, I was wakened from a dream, Which i'll tell you all about some other time. Among the hunting trophies on the wall above my bed, Stuffed and mounted was a face I thought I knew. A bison? Nay. An okapi? Hmm. Could it be a hartebeest? Then I seemed to hear a voice: "I'm a g-nu. "I'm a g-nu, a g-nother g-nu. I wish I could g-nash my teeth at you. I'm a g-nu. How do you do? You really ought to k-now w-ho's w-ho. I'm a g-nu, spelt G-N-U. Call me 'bison' or 'okapi' and I'll sue. G-nor am I in the least like that dreadful hartebeest. Oh, g-no, g-no, g-no, I'm a g-nu. G-no, g-no, g-no, I'm a g-nu G-no, g-no, g-no, I'm a g-nu." (From the album "At The Drop of a Hat.") @animal filename[ IMGNU JD  8note Sheet |
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