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

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

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

He'd stuff it all in mason jars
And bury it all around
And on nights if the moon was right
He'd dig it up out of the
pour it all out on the floor of his shack
And run his through it
Yeah, Clay was a greedy old man
And that's all that was to it

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

The boys was white trash
They lived over on Creek
They were mean as a snake and as a cat
And when 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"

found the old man out in the back
With a shovel in his
Thirteen rusty jars
Was just dug up out of the
And all went crazy and they beat the old man
And they picked him up off of the
Threw him in the swamp and there and laughed
As the water sucked him down

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

And that's fifty years ago
And you can go by yet
There's a spot in the yard in the of that shack
Where the ground is wet
And on nights, if the moon is right
Down by the that footpath
You can three young men screaming
You can one old man laugh.

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

But I believe it
I just had to find out for
And I conceive it
'Cause I never have listened to nobody else
And I believe it
I just had to find out for
There's some things in this
You just explain

some things in this world
You can't explain