I've been to Alabama, people a whole lot to see Skynyrd says it's a sweet home but it ain't nothing to me Charlie Daniels will tell you the good lord in Tennessee, ha But I'm going back to gator country where the and the women are free
There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my And a saying come on boy, you better make it back home There's many roads I've traveled but all kind of look the same There's a gator in the bushes, lord, he calling my
Old Betts will tell ya lord he was born a ramblin' man Well he can back to Georgia but I won't give a damn Elvin Bishop out struttin his stuff with miss slick titty boom But I'm going back to gator country to get me some elbow
There's a gator in the bushes he's calling my And saying come on boy, you better make it back again There's many roads traveled but they all kinda look the same There's a gator in the bushes, lord, he my name. yep
There's Marshall Tucker riding a rainbow for a pot of gold they can take the highway, baby, and they can take all they can hold The down in Tampa town it's a mighty fine place to be They got green grass and got high tides and sure looks to me
There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my Saying on boy, you better make it back home again There's so many I've traveled but they all kinda look the same a gator in the bushes , lord, he's calling my name
Oh gator A little bit of that chomp