The Mouse on the Barroom Floor

Oh the liquor was spilled on the barroom floor,
And the bar was closed for the night,
When a white mouse came from behind the door,
In the shadow of the pale moonlight.

He lapped up the liquor on the barroom floor,
And back on his haunches he sat,
And all night you could hear him roar:
"Bring on the god-damn cat!"

So a black cat came from behind the bar,
And gobbled up the little white mouse,
And the morals of this story are:
Don't ever take a drink on the house!