When I was a young boy I'd follow the path

Down past the dunes to the sea

And there on the warm sandy beaches we'd lie

The furry old lobsters and me

They'd whistle and squeal as they ran through the waves

So sleek, so furry and fair

But now when I go down to see my old friends

The beaches are empty and bare

Sing hey hidey ho, where'd the old lobster go?

And his body so furry and brown?

Sing ho hidey hey, have they all gone away?

For we haven't seen many around

New York sends a monster to darken our seas

Cursed be the day that it came

They are ugly and small and not tasty at all

They are lobsters in nothing but name

They don't smash open clams on their bellies with stones

They have neither whiskers nor paws

And the furry old lobster's so easily crushed

In the grip of their terrible claws

Sing hey hidey ho, where'd the old lobster go?

And his body so furry and brown?

Sing ho hidey hey, have they all gone away?

For we haven't seen many around

No, we haven't seen many around

No, we haven't seen many around