I was there on the day the monkey came into this world
His face was round and reddish and his hair was slightly curled
He didnt look too different from the others I had seen
Whod-a-thought he was the answer to the nations dream?
At first he didnt seem to be intelligent at all
Each time hed start to walk about hed stumble and hed fall
My first impression was to be a most mistaken thought
Lord amighty, whats this little hairy monkey wrought?
Because I witnessed his departure from his mothers womb
I felt inclined to check his progress every afternoon
One day the keeper of the zoo called in the live tv
"frankly said, I think youll be amazed at what you see".
The monkey walked and talked and waved his arms about his head
In the corner was the stack of books that he had read
"an educated monkey!" said the papers cross the land
It was more than weary sociologists could stand
Oh, his fame was universal, he was on the carson how
People talked about him kindly everywhere hed go
His insight was amazing, his philosophy was fair
He became a politician welcome everywhere
His wit was not to be compared with any mind intact
Hed lace a phrase with irony and blend it all with fact
Conservatives applauded and the liberals were entranced
The bigots and the integrationists were in his camp
Nobody dared to meet him in an open press debate
He was nominated by the folks from every state
Yes, a monkey was the president, though maybe not the first
And there was peace and harmony throughout the universe
The dream I had last night has been related as it came
As for interpretation, well, its really very plain
Would you rather have a monkey up in washington, d.c.
Or have those people making monkeys out of you and me?