Scuttlebutt Just don't you tell nobody that you heard it from me. See the burly longshoreman showing off his biceps Heavin' and a-haulin' mighty freighters in and out All of the town-folk think he's quite a guy 'Cept he don't lift a finger to help around the house Scuttlebutt Ain't it a shame Nobody knows, nobody's to blame The truth ain't pretty, I think you'll agree Just don't you tell nobody that you heard it from me. Do you see the dandy yachtsman posin' at the wheel? He's the picture of a regular marina buccaneer But he doesn't know his rudder from his keel. It's a jolly good job he doesn't ever leave the pier. Yonder is a fisherman wadin' in a brook On a weekend with the fellows, feeling wild and free. The bold desperado's afraid to bait the hook He say "Would One of you people please do this for me?" Listen to the folk sing a-feelin kind of jaunty Singin' out the chorus of a ballad sublime He's a three-chord wonder - thinks he's kinda funny You know he's gonna bore us with one more time! Over and over - day after day, Comin' and a-goin' like ever before. Gossip is so ugly - try as you may It comes innuendo and outa your door. (Chorus - last line repeated 3x)