The Legend of Wooley Swamp

Well if you ever go back

into Wooley Swamp well

you better not go at night

There's things out there

in the middle of them woods

that'd make a strong man cry with fright

Things that crawl and things that fly

and things that creep around on the ground

And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay

gets up and it walks around

But I couldn't believe it

I just had to find out for myself

And I couldn't conceive it

cause I never would listen to nobody else

No I couldn't believe it

I just had to find out for myself

Some things in this world

you just can't explain

The old man lived in the Wooley Swamp

way back in the booger woods

He never did do a lot of harm in the world

but he never did do no good

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 in Mason jars

and bury it all around

And on certain nights when the moon was right

he'd dig it up out of the ground

He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack

and run his fingers through it

Yeah ol' Lucius Clay was a greedy old man

and that's all there ever was to it

The Crayver boys was white trash

they lived over on Carver's Creek

They were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat

and belligerent when they'd speak.

One night the oldest brother said

"Ya'll meet in the Wooly Swamp later

we'll take old Lucius's money and

we'll feed him to the alligators"

They found the old man out in

the back with a shovel in his hand

And thirteen rusty Mason jars

he just dug up out of the sand

And they all went crazy and they beat the old man

then they picked him up off the ground

Then they threw him in the swamp

and they stood there and laughed

as the black water sucked him down

Then they turned around and went back to the shack

and they picked up the money and ran.

But hadn't gone nowheres when they realized

they were running in quicksand.

And they struggled and screamed

but they couldn't get away

And just before they went under

they could hear that old man laughing

in a voice that was loud as thunder

That's been fifty years ago

an' if you go by there yet

There's a spot in the yard in back of that shack

where the ground is always wet

And on certain nights if the moon is right

and you're down by the dark wood path

You can hear three young men screaming

and you can hear one old man laugh

(sung)

Well if you ever go back

into Wooley Swamp well

you better not go at night

There's things out there

in the middle of them woods

that'd make a strong man cry with fright

Things that crawl and things that fly

and things that creep around on the ground

And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay

gets up and it walks around

(chorus)

(spoken)

Some things in this world

you just can't explain