Mojo Dollar

Mojo Dollar came riding into town in a '57 Chevrolet

Yeah he had a 3030 rifle and a red bone hound

Said he wanted to make a trade

I seen him come out of the pawn shop with a guitar in his hand

And it froze me in my tracks when I looked into the eyes of a wild man

I heard the stories when I was just a young boy

People said that Mojo wasn't right

I couldn't get it out of my head so when everyone went to bed

I slipped out the backdoor late that night

Well I came up on his Chevy and I was scared of going on

But I followed his trail and went deep into wild man swamps

Well I knew I couldn't turn back when I found his little ol' shack

And Mojo had a big fire in the yard

I couldn't hear a word he said but his eyes rolled back in his head

He just kept on rompin' that ol' guitar

There was hoot owls callin' there were wild cats pantin'

Snakes were crawlin' Mojo started dancin'

He was a wild man he was a wild man

I've tried to forget it but it ain't no use

There are some who don't believe and some who do

But I'm telling it like it is there's still some things going on

And whatever you do don't go down to wild man swamps