Tortoiseshell Cats

Tortoiseshell Cats Aroun’ came a kittycat, it was so cold Slept outside to save her sole Staying outside might do her harm. Gotta do summin’ to keep her warm. Got her a pillow, got her a mat. But she slept on the chair just where I sat. Black and brown, she’s a Tortoiseshell cat Won’t come near, just shies away. Won’t let you pet her to save the day. Open the door – what can I say? What can we do to make her stay. Gonna feed her summin’ to make her fat. Put out some cat food, she did like that Black and brown, she’s a Tortoiseshell cat Where goes little one, she’s not aroun’. Search all the neighbors, search all the town. We get a little worried, we get a little sad What did we do to make her mad? It’s been a while she’s been away We keep lookin’ both night & day. No little kittie, we worry about that. Black ‘n’ brown, where’s our Tortoiseshell cat? Then comes a time - what a surprise! Two more little kittens with big yellow eyes Mama Cat, baby cats, they’re all so sweet Gotta get some food for them all to eat. Two little kittens just a running around One from the country; one from the town. Kittie, kittie, kitten; where you at? Black and brown they’re our Tortoiseshell cats Rounded them up & off they went Off to the Vet where they were sent. Then home agin, home agin; back to the norm Home agin, home agin; without any harm. Open the cage to let them go Scared they were as so ‘n’ so They’ll be back in mos’ nothing flat. Here they come, our Tortoishell cats Runnin’ & jumpin’ in the morning dew. Can’t change nature for these two. Chase each other, chase a bug Won’t let you give ‘em even a littl’ hug Sleep all day & then play mos’ night. Somethin’ about this just seems right. Longer and taller, but they don’t get fat Two big kittens; each a Tortoiseshell cat. Now open the door with a little invite Come inside to the warmth & light. Creeping around noisy as can be. Still so shy – please don’t touch me. Still gotta outside, still gotta roam. Inside, outside – their new home. Getting’ mo’ friendly – scratch on the mats Yes, you know, our Tortoiseshell cats Food to eat and I’ll come back Put down summin’; like a paper sack Still gotta outside just gotta roam. Inside, outside – their new home.