Legend Of Wooly Swamp

Well if you ever go back into Wooly Swamp

Well you'd better not go at night

There's things out there in the middle 'them woods that'd make a strong man probably cry

Things that crawl things that fly and things that creep around on the ground.

And they say the ghost of Lushious 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 conceieve it

'Cuz I never woulda listened to nobody else

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 old man lived in the Wooly Swamp way back in But he never did do any good Wilber Woods

He never did do alot of harm to the world

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 buried them all around

And on certain nights if the moon was right he'd dig them up out of the ground

He'd pour it all our on the floor of his shack and run his fingers through it

Yeah Lushious Clay was a greedy ol' man and that's all there ever was to it

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The Cabel boys was white trash who lived over on Carver's Creek

They were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat and belligerent when they speak

The oldest brother said ya'll meet me in the Wooly Swamp later

We'll take ol' Lushious' money and we'll feed him to the alagators

They found the old man out in the back with a shovel in his hand

And thirteen rusty mason jars he'd just dug up out of the sand

And they all went crazy and they beat the old man and picked him up off the ground

Threw him in the swamp then 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 nowhere when they realized they were running in quick sand

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

It's been fifty years ago and you can go by there again

There's a spot in the yard at the floor of that shack where the ground is always wet

And on certain nights when the moon is right down by that dark mud path

You can year three young men screaming

You can hear one old man laugh

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Some things in this world you just can't explain.