The Untold Story Of Singer Bobby Charles

When he was around 13, Robert Charles Guidry began singing with a band around his hometown of Abbeville, La., deep in the Cajun swamps. The group played Cajun and country music and, after he passed through town and played a show, Fats Domino‘s music. It was a life-changing experience for the young man, and he found himself with a new ambition: to write a song for Fats.

One night as he left a gig, Charles said to his friends, “See ya later, alligator,” and one of them yelled back, “In a while, crocodile.” Charles stopped in his tracks. “What did you say?” he asked. The friend repeated it. At that moment, as would happen countless times in the future, the song “See You Later, Alligator” came to him, fully formed.

Fats didn’t want the song, and told the young man he didn’t want to sing about alligators. Somehow, though, the kid wound up singing the song over the phone to Leonard Chess, whose Chess Records in Chicago was the hottest blues label in town. Chess didn’t hesitate: He sent the kid a ticket, and when Charles showed up at his office, Chess said something I can’t say on the air. The sentence ended with the word “white” and a question mark, though.