Come All You Loyal Mudcats by Alice
(Tune: Rocks of Bawn)

Come all you loyal Mudcats,
Wherever you may be,
And don't follow just any webmaster,
You know Max is for you and me.
For you can log on early,
In the clear day light of dawn,
And I know that you'll always be able,
To find your favorite song.

My vocal cords may wear out,
My voice, it may get thin,
And my lips, they are a tremblin',
For the shape that Catspaw's in.
But our voices rise up early,
In the clear day light of dawn,
And I know that we're all able,
To pray while he is gone.

Well, rise up all you Mudcats,
And sing to break of day,
Don't sink into the deep despair,
Of gloom and clouds of grey,
Whatever this old world may bring,
You know your friends are there,
Cause all around the world,
Mudcatters join in prayer.

And Catspaw, he'll return again,
He's here in every thread,
For if you do a forum search,
You'll find old things you've read,
That made you wince or laugh and smile,
The way he only can,
And we know that when he's back here,
Cat scat will hit the fan.

So, blessings on all Mudcats,
And be they near or far,
We sit by cyber firesides,
And drink another jar.
By the flickering lights of monitors,
We slide the silent mouse,
And I know that wherever we're living,
We're together at Max's house.

Alice Flynn