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Well, if you go back into Wooley Swamp
Well, you not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of woods
That a strong man die from fright
that crawl and things that fly
And that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Clay
up and he walks around

But I couldn't it
I just had to out for myself
And I couldn't it
'Cause I never would have listened to nobody
And I believe it
I had to find out for myself
There's some in this world
You just can't

The old man in the Wooley Swamp
Way back in Booger
He never did do a lot of harm in the
But he never did do no
People didn't think too of him
They all he acted funny
The old man care about people anyway
All he about was his money

He'd stuff it all down in mason
And he'd bury it all
And on certain if the moon was right
He'd dig it up out of the
He'd it all out on the floor of his shack
And run his fingers it
Yeah, Lucius was a greedy old man
And all that there was to it

But I believe it
I just had to out for myself
And I conceive it
'Cause I never would have listened to else
And I believe it
I had to find out for myself
There's things in this world
You just explain

The cable boys was white
They over on Carver's Creek
were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent they'd speak
One night the brother said
"Y'all meet me at the Wooley later
We'll take old money
And feed him to the alligators"

They found the old man out in the
a shovel in his hand
Thirteen rusty jars
Was dug up out of the sand
And they all went crazy and they the old man
And they him up off of the ground
him in the swamp and stood there and laughed
As the black sucked him down

they turned around and went back to the shack
And picked up the and ran
They hadn't no where when they realized
They were running in
And they struggled and they
But couldn't get away and just before they went under
They could hear that old man
In a as loud as thunder

And that's been fifty ago
And you can go by yet
a spot in the yard in the back of that shack
Where the is always wet
And on summer nights, if the moon is
Down by the dark footpath
You can hear three young men
You can one old man laugh.

Well, if you ever go back into Wooley
Well, you better not go at
There's things out there in the middle of them
That make a strong man die from
Things crawl and things that fly
And things creep around on the ground
And they say the of Lucius Clay
Gets up and he walks

But I believe it
I just had to out for myself
And I couldn't it
'Cause I never would have listened to nobody
And I believe it
I just had to find out for
There's some things in world
You just can't

some things in this world
You can't explain