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In this misty bayou In a broken down shack by the way I?m smokin? my last cigarette I?ve been sittin? on the porch all day My baby drove up country Took the Areostream and my truck I?m here to tell you I?m feelin? pretty down on my luck CHORUS Swamp Rat Blues, Swamp Rat Blues That?s just what I?m feeling Swamp Rat Blues I?ve got mud on my fingers I?ve got sludge in my heart I?ve got goop on my guitar My hands can?t get the chords to start Yes I?ve been tryin? To get all my ducks in a row But one thing?s for certain My life?s never been so low CHORUS Swamp Rat Blues, Swamp Rat Blues That?s just what I?m feeling Swamp Rat Blues MIDDLE 8 I wanna go back to Cabo And spill tequila on my shoes I wanna slip in the bottle And wash away these swamp rat blues How could she leave me here To face this world all alone I hopin? and prayin? She?ll turn around and come back home Troubles finds me They stick to me like these old tattoos From morning ?till night time I?m fighting with these swamp rat blues CHORUS Swamp Rat Blues, Swamp Rat Blues That?s just what I?m feeling Swamp Rat Blues Move over rats There?s a new rat droppin? in Is there room,? on that mud floor For just one more? I thought so Got anything to eat down here? |