There was a man who when he won stuffnon the stalls in village fairsnwould always choose the tortoisennot the goldfish, not the teddy bearsnnHe'd always answer when they asked himnwhat he wanted as a prizen'I'll have another of them little crunchy pies, crunchy pies'nnOh, crunchy pies, oh crunchy piesnand there was hunger in his eyesn'I'll have another of them little crunchy pies, crunchy pies'nnI know God created Tortoisesnbut is God always wise?nHe never gives us clear distinctionsnas with tortoises and piesnnHe could have spared such moral horrorsnto the likes of me and younand doubtless to the little crunchy tortoise toonnAnd here is the chorus where the children join in:nnTortoise too, oh tortoise toonOh jesus, tell us what to donAnd for Christ's sake tell the little crunchy tortoise toon