The Legend Of Wooly Swamp (Accapella Version As Made Famous By The Charlie Daniels Band)-Acapella Vocalists

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TXT The Legend Of Wooly Swamp (Accapella Version As Made Famous By The Charlie Daniels Band)-Acapella Vocalists 文本歌词

The Legend Of Wooly Swamp (Accapella Version As Made Famous By The Charlie Daniels Band) - Acapella Vocalists

If you ever go back into wooly swamp son

You better not go at night

There's things out there in the middle of them woods

That'd make a strong man die from fright

There's things that crawl and things that fly

And things that creep around on the ground

And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets up

And it walks around

But I couldn't believe it

I just had to find out for myself

And I couldn't conceive it

'Cos I never would listen to nobody else

No I couldn't believe it

I just had to find out for myself

That there's some things in this world you just can't explain

The old man lived in the wooly swamp way

Back in the gurgling woods

And he never did do a lot of harm in the world

But he never did do no good

People didn't think too much of him

They all thought he acted funny

The old man didn't care about people anyway

All he cared about was his money

He'd stuff it all down in Mason jars

And bury it all around

And on certain nights if the moon was right

He'd dig it up out of the ground

He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack

And run his fingers through it

Yeah old Lucias Clay was a greedy old man

And that's all there ever was to it

But I couldn't believe it

I just had to find out for myself

And I couldn't conceive it

'Cos I never would listen to nobody else

No I couldn't believe it

I just had to find out for myself

That there's some things in this world you just can't explain

The Crayton boys were white trash they lived over on Parvis Creek

They were a real snake and sneaky as a cat

And belligerent when they'd speak

One night the oldest brother said ya'll meet

In the wooly swamp later

We'll take old Lucias' money

And then we'll pitch him to the alligators

They found the old man out in the back

With a shovel in his hand

And thirteen rusty Mason jars he just dug up

Out of the sand

And they all went crazy and they beat the old man

Then they picked him up off the ground

Then they threw him in the swamp

And they stood there and laughed

Till the black water sucked him down

Then they turned around and went back to the shack

And they picked up the money and ran

But they hadn't gone nowheres when they realized

They were running in quicksand

And they struggled and screamed but they couldn't get away

Then just before they were under

They could hear that old man laughing

In a voice that was loud and strong

Now that's been fifty years ago an'

If you go back by there again

There's a spot in the yard in back of that shack

Where the ground is always wet

And on certain nights if the moon is right

And you're down by the dark footpath

You can hear three young men screaming

And you can hear that old man laugh

Well if you ever go back into wooly swamp son

You better not go at night

There's things out there in the middle of them woods

That'd make a strong man die from fright

There's things that crawl and things that fly

And things that creep around on the ground

And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets up

And it walks around

But I couldn't believe it

I just had to find out for myself

And I couldn't conceive it

'Cos I never would listen to nobody else

No I couldn't believe it

I just had to find out for myself

That there's some things in this world you just can't explain

There's some things in this world you just can't explain