Swamp Rat Blues

In this misty bayou
In a broken down shack by the way
Im smokin my last cigarette
Ive been sittin on the porch all day
My baby drove up country
Took the Areostream and my truck
Im here to tell you
Im feelin pretty down on my luck

CHORUS
Swamp Rat Blues, Swamp Rat Blues
Thats just what Im feeling
Swamp Rat Blues

Ive got mud on my fingers
Ive got sludge in my heart
Ive got goop on my guitar
My hands cant get the chords to start
Yes Ive been tryin
To get all my ducks in a row
But one things for certain
My lifes never been so low

CHORUS
Swamp Rat Blues, Swamp Rat Blues
Thats just what Im feeling
Swamp Rat Blues

MIDDLE 8
I wanna go back to Cabo
And spill tequila on my shoes
I wanna slip in the bottle
And wash away these swamp rat blues

How could she leave me here
To face this world all alone
I hopin and prayin
Shell turn around and come back home
Troubles finds me
They stick to me like these old tattoos
From morning till night time
Im fighting with these swamp rat blues

CHORUS
Swamp Rat Blues, Swamp Rat Blues
Thats just what Im feeling
Swamp Rat Blues

Move over rats
Theres a new rat droppin in
Is there room, on that mud floor
For just one more?
I thought so
Got anything to eat down here?