Bug on a Steamboat

Words and Music by Thomas Gannett and Byron Sheppard

Like a bug on a steamboat,

gonna wave at you as I float by.

Don’t need no luggage, baby.

I can fly.

You can hang on at the landing

with that dog rose in your hair.

Won’t be making any flag stops,

Least not there.

Taking slow tokes on a Chester

Watching wisps drifting toward the sky

Reminds me kinda of my own self,

I can fly.

Like a bug on a steamboat,

with a mint julep and a straw hat,

want to take a bite outa you, baby,

‘cause you treat me like that.

You’ll be waiting at the landing

with that Bo Peep look upon your face.

Won’t be stopping this time, baby,

at that place.

Like a bug on a steamboat,

gonna wave one time and float on by.

Can’t use your baggage, baby.

I can fly.