Boudreaux and Thibodaux are sitting in a bar all night when Boudreaux staggers to his feat and starts walking home. Boudreaux he's so drunk that he decides to take a shortcut through the cemetary. Not seeing an open grave, Boudeaux falls head over heals into the empty grave. Laying in the cold damp mud Boudreaux comes to his senses and starts crying out for help, Help me, help me, I'm cold, Help me I'm cold.
Tibodaux, he's about as drunk as his friend Boudreaux and as he passes by the graveyard on his way to Cloteal's he hears "Help me, Help me, I'm cold, I'm cold. Always a curious fellow Tibodaux staggers over in the direction of the cries for help and following the voice, looks down into the empty grave, "Help me, I'm cold" rises from the dark depths of the Grave, Tibodaux, stands up straight, looks at the mound of dirt off to the side and peers into the grave. "No wonder you Cold you damb fool, you kicked all your mud off"
Tibodaux, he's about as drunk as his friend Boudreaux and as he passes by the graveyard on his way to Cloteal's he hears "Help me, Help me, I'm cold, I'm cold. Always a curious fellow Tibodaux staggers over in the direction of the cries for help and following the voice, looks down into the empty grave, "Help me, I'm cold" rises from the dark depths of the Grave, Tibodaux, stands up straight, looks at the mound of dirt off to the side and peers into the grave. "No wonder you Cold you damb fool, you kicked all your mud off"