Luyện nghe bài hát Muckalee Creek Water

It underneath the 32 bridge,
And cuts the heart of South Georgia.
Big copperheads and mean pigs,
And gators in the waitin' for ya.

I my phone in the truck,
I my truck at the road
My four-wheeler gets me I wanna go
I leave the behind,
I pull my hat low,
Get back to my roots, by a full glow

I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down
On hot summer nights when I get a-wild here
I got a moonshine stash in a cypress
And a line going, bom bom
An old tire where I sit by the fire
And drink to a sweet song.
So if you're looking for me, don't bother
When I dip my feet in that Muckalee water.

Daddy me down here when I was a kid
me how to bait a crawfish basket.
From the I was old enough to walk
He had me running squirrels and rabbits.

I right at home in this neck of the woods
If this was all I had, I'd be good
So let the stock market do it's gonna do
Let the dollar go and gas soar through the roof

I got an old Jon boat that I stowed there
On them hot summer nights I get a-wild here
I got a stash in a cypress stomp
And a catfish going, bom bom
An old tractor tire I sit by the fire
And drink to a sweet song.
So if you're looking for me, don't even
When I dip my feet in that Creek water.

I'm free, and I'm me
everything that I wanna be
Nobody chucking me,
No sign of the lights.
Hell with the lights!

Well I got an old Jon boat I stowed down there
On hot summer nights when I get a-wild here
I got a moonshine stash in a stomp
And a line going, bom bom bom
An old tire where I sit by the fire
And drink to a swamp song.
So if looking for me, don't even holler
When I get my feet in that Muckalee water.
Muckalee Creek water.