Well,

if

you

e-

ver

go

back

in-

to

Woo-

ley

Swamp,

well,

you

bet-

ter

not

go

at

night

The-

re's

things

out

there

in

the

mid-

dle

of

them

woods

That'd

make

a

strong

man

die

from

fright

Things

that

crawl

and

things

that

fly

Things

that

creep

a-

round

on

the

ground

And

they

say

the

ghost

of

Lu-

cius

Clay

gets

up

and

he

walks

a-

round

But

I

could-

n't

be-

lieve

it,

I

just

had

to

find

out

for

my-

self

And

I

could-

n't

con-

ceive

it,

I

ne-

ver

would

lis-

ten

to

no-

bo-

dy

else

But

I

could-

n't

be-

lieve

it,

I

just

had

to

find

out

for

my-

self

The-

re's

some

things

in

this

world

you

just

can't

ex-

plain

The

old

man

lived

in

the

Woo-

ley

Swamp

way

back

in

Boo-

ger

Woods

And

he

ne-

ver

did

do

a

lot

of

harm

in

the

world

He

just

ne-

ver

did

do

no

good

Peo-

ple

did-

n't

think

too

much

of

him

They

all

thought

he

ac-

ted

fun-

ny

The

old

man

did-

n't

care

a-

bout

peo-

ple

a-

ny-

way

All

he

cared

a-

bout

was

his

mo-

ney

He'd

stuff

it

all

down

in-

to

Ma-

son

jars

and

bu-

ry

it

all

a-

round

But

on

cer-

tain

nights

if

the

moon

was

right

He'd

dig

it

up

out

of

the

ground

Then

he'd

pour

it

all

out

on

the

floor

of

his

shack

And

he'd

run

his

fin-

gers

through

it

Yeah,

Lu-

cius

Clay

was

a

gree-

dy

old

man

And

that's

all

there

e-

ver

was

to

it

But

I

could-

n't

be-

lieve

it,

I

just

had

to

find

out

for

my-

self

And

I

could-

n't

con-

ceive

it,

I

ne-

ver

would

lis-

ten

to

no-

bo-

dy

else

But

I

could-

n't

be-

lieve

it,

I

just

had

to

find

out

for

my-

self

The-

re's

some

things

in

this

world

you

just

can't

ex-

plain

The

Cab-

le

boys

were

white

trash,

they

lived

o-

ver

on

Car-

ver's

Creek

They

were

mean

as

a

snake

and

snea-

ky

as

a

cat

And

be-

lli-

ge-

rent

when

they'd

speak

One

night

the

old-

est

broth-

er

said

ya'll

meet

me

in

the

Woo-

ley

Swamp

la-

ter

We'll

take

old

Lu-

cius'

mo-

ney

and

we'll

feed

him

to

the

al-

liga-

tors

They

found

the

old

man

out

in

the

back

with

a

sho-

vel

in

his

hand

And

thir-

teen

rus-

ty

Ma-

son

jars

he'd

just

dug

up

out

of

the

sand

Then

they

all

went

cra-

zy

and

they

beat

the

old

man

And

they

picked

him

up

off

the

ground

Then

they

threw

him

in

the

swamp

and

they

stood

there

and

laughed

As

the

black

wa-

ter

sucked

him

down

And

they

turned

a-

round

and

went

back

to

the

shack

And

they

picked

up

the

mo-

ney

and

ran

They

had-

n't

gone

no-

where

when

they

re-

a-

lized

That

they

were

run-

ning

in

quick-

sand

And

they

strug-

gled

and

they

screamed

but

they

could-

n't

get

a-

way

And

just

be-

fore

they

went

un-

der

They

could

hear

that

old

man

laugh-

ing

In

a

voice

as

loud

as

thun-

der

Now

that's

been

fif-

ty

years

a-

go

an'

if

you

go

by

there

yet

There's

a

spot

in

the

yard

in

the

back

of

that

shack

Where

the

ground

is

al-

ways

wet

And

on

the

cer-

tain

nights

if

the

moon

is

right

Down

by

that

dark

foot-

path

You

can

hear

three

young

men

scream-

ing

And

you

can

hear

one

old

man

laugh

If

you

e-

ver

go

back

in-

to

Woo-

ley

Swamp,

well,

you

bet-

ter

not

go

at

night

The-

re's

things

out

there

in

the

mid-

dle

of

them

woods

That'd

make

a

strong

man

die

from

fright

Things

that

crawl

and

things

that

fly

Things

that

creep

a-

round

on

the

ground

And

they

say

the

ghost

of

Lu-

cius

Clay

gets

up

and

he

walks

a-

round

But

I

could-

n't

be-

lieve

it,

I

just

had

to

find

out

for

my-

self

And

I

could-

n't

con-

ceive

it,

I

ne-

ver

would

lis-

ten

to

no-

bo-

dy

else

But

I

could-

n't

be-

lieve

it,

I

just

had

to

find

out

for

my-

self

The-

re's

some

things

in

this

world

you

just

can't

ex-

plain

The-

re's

some

things

in

this

world

you

just

can't

ex-

plain