The Legend Of Wooley Swamp

Well, if you ever go back in the Wooley Swamp
 Well, you better not go at night
 There's things out there in the middle of them woods
 That make a strong man die from fright
 Things that crawl and things that fly
 And things that creep around on the ground
 And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay
 Gets up and he walks around
 But I couldn't believe it
 I just had to find out for myself
 And I couldn't conceive it
 'Cause I never would have listened to nobody else
 And I couldn't believe it
 I just had to find out for myself
 There's some things in this world
 You just can't explain
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 The old man lived in the Wooley Swamp
 Way back in Booger Woods
 He never did do a lot of harm in the world
 But he never did do no good
 People didn't think too much of him
 They all thought he acted funny
 The old man didn't care about people anyway
 All he cared about was his money
 He'd stuff it all down into mason jars
 And he'd bury it all around
 And on certain nights if the moon was right
 He'd dig it up out of the ground
 He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack
 And run his fingers through it
 Yeah, Lucius Clay was a greedy old man
 And that's all that there was to it
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 But I couldn't believe it
 I just had to find out for myself
 And I couldn't conceive it
 'Cause I never would have listened to nobody else
 And I couldn't believe it
 I just had to find out for myself
 But there's some things in this world
 You just can't explain
 The Cable boys was white trash
 They lived over on Carver's Creek
 They were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat
 And belligerent when they'd speak
 One night the oldest brother said
 "Y'all meet me at the Wooley Swamp later
 And we'll take old Lucius's money
 And we'll feed him to the alligators"
 They found the old man out in the back
 With a shovel in his hand
 Thirteen rusty mason jars
 Was just dug up out of the sand
 And they all went crazy, and they beat the old man
 And then they picked him up off of the ground
 Threw him in the swamp and stood there and laughed
 As the black water sucked him down
 Then they turned around and went back to the shack
 Picked up the money and ran
 They hadn't gone no where when they realized
 They were running in quicksand
 And they struggled and they screamed
 But they couldn't get away, and just before they went under
 They could hear that old man laughing
 In a voice as loud as thunder
 And that's been fifty years ago
 And you can go by there yet
 There's a spot in the yard in the back of that shack
 Where the ground is always wet
 And on summer nights, if the moon is right
 Down by the that dark footpath
 You can hear three young men screaming
 You can hear one old man laugh
 Ever go back into Wooley Swamp
 Well, you better not go at night
 There's things out there in the middle of them woods
 That make a strong man die from fright
 Things that crawl and things that fly
 And things that creep around on the ground
 And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay
 Gets up, and he walks around
 But I couldn't believe it
 I just had to find out for myself
 And I couldn't conceive it
 'Cause I never would've listened to nobody else
 And I couldn't believe it
 I just had to find out for myself
 There's some things in this world
 You just can't explain
 There's some things in this world
 You just can't explain