Rhymin man, Tall and tan, Rhyme or reason, Play your hand -- Rhyme on this -- rhyme on that Oh, you naughty democrat! They say when doctor king got shot, Jesse hatched an evil plot, Dipped his hands in the doctors blood, n rubbed his shirt like playin with mud Looked around for all the press n said: check me out, my name is jess! Ill be known from towns n farms -- Doctor king died in my arms! Rhymin man, Tall and tan, Rhyme or reason, Play your hand -- Rhyme on this -- rhyme on that Oh, you naughty democrat! A few years later, legend says, Rhymin man made a run for prez Farrakhan made him a clown, Over there near hymie-town Said he was a diplomat -- Hobbin an-a-knobbin with arafat Castro was simpatico, But the u.s. voters, they said: no! Rhymin man, Tall and tan, Rhyme or reason, Play your hand -- Rhyme on this -- rhyme on that Oh, you naughty democrat! Okay, here we go again! Rhymin man says hes your friend Any fool can make a rhyme -- Cowboys do it all the time People say: now hes mature! Cowboys rhyme that with horse manure Horse manure! Thats for sure! You been cheatin -- We kept score! Are you this? Or are you that? Oh, you naughty Democrat!