“On her way to work one morning,
down the path alongside the lake
a tender hearted woman saw a poor half frozen snake.
His pretty colored skin had been all frosted with the dew.
“Oh well,” she cried, “I’ll take you in and I’ll take care of you.”
“Take me in oh tender woman (come on in.)
Take me in, for heaven’s sake (come on in.)
Take me in, for heaven’s sake!
Take me in tender woman,” sighed the snake.”

Al Wilson – The Snake
Soul City. 1968