Muckalee Creek

Album: Tailgates and Tanlines (2011)
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  • It flows underneath the 32 bridge,
    And cuts through the heart of South Georgia
    Big copperheads and mean wild pigs,
    And gators in the weeds waitin' for ya

    I leave my phone in the truck,
    I leave my truck at the road
    My four-wheeler gets me where I wanna go
    I leave the world behind,
    I pull my hat down low,
    Get back to my roots, by a full moon glow

    I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there
    On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here
    I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp
    And a catfish line going, bom bom
    An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire
    And drink to a sweet swamp song
    So if you're looking for me, don't even bother
    When I dip my feet in that Muckalee Creek water

    Daddy brought me down here when I was a kid
    Taught me how to bait a crawfish basket
    From the time I was old enough to walk
    He had me running down squirrels and rabbits

    I feel right at home in this neck of the woods
    If this was all I had, I'd be living good
    So let the stock market do what it's gonna do
    Let the dollar go down and gas soar through the roof

    I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there
    On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here
    I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp
    And a catfish line going, bom bom
    An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire
    And drink to a sweet swamp song
    So if you're looking for me, don't even bother
    When I dip my feet in that Muckalee Creek water

    I'm free, and I'm me
    Being everything that I wanna be
    Nobody chucking with me,
    No sign of the city lights
    Hell with the city lights!

    Well I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there
    On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here
    I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp
    And a catfish line going, bom bom bom
    An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire
    And drink to a sweet swamp song
    So if you're looking for me, don't even holler
    When I get my feet in that Muckalee Creek water
    That Muckalee Creek water

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