Ay-balat, The Bar of Soap

[Verse] I once had a bar of soap named Ay-balat, He'd lather you up, whether you liked it or not. Sliding 'round the tub, he'd dance and shimmy, Making bath time a real hillbilly jimmie. [Verse 2] Ay-balat had bubbles as big as balloons, He'd fill up the bathroom, even past noon. With citrusy smells and a bubbly delight, He'd clean you all up, like a country Friday night. [Chorus] Oh, Ay-balat, you're the suds' best friend, In the tub or the shower, your bubbly trend. From my boots to my hat, soap me up good, Ay-balat, you're the cleanest cowboy in this ol' neighborhood. [Verse] One day Ay-balat went down the drain, I yelled, "No, come back!" but it was in vain. He slid like a fish, quick and slick, Ay-balat, you vanished like a riverboat trick. [Verse 2] I dug through the pipes, called out his name, But my dear ol' soap was gone all the same. I remembered his scent, his bubbly way, I'd trade all my boots for just one more day. [Chorus] Oh, Ay-balat, you're the suds' best friend, In the tub or the shower, your bubbly trend. From my boots to my hat, soap me up good, Ay-balat, you're the cleanest cowboy in this ol' neighborhood.