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Legend of Wooley Swamp - The Charlie Daniels Band
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,

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

But 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
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,

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 get old Lucias' money
and 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 nowhere
when they realized
They were running in quicksand

And they struggled and screamed
but they couldn't get away
Then just before they were gone

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

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,

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

some things in this world
you just can't explain