Iktome Plains long john's silverado

Moby Duck by The Longest Johns.

After fourteen years I left the sea, for a life upon a lake!
After all the storms I'd seen, I needed a good break.

A crackling voice carried across the plains. It flew from the mouth of the raggedy man, who seemed in good spirits, despite walking with a limp and smelling distinctly of fish guts.

I thought still waters would mean peace for me,
But that was a mistake;
For the place I chose was bedevilled by a giant, evil drake!

And so on went the song, growing in strength as he was caught up in the telling of the story.