The Legend of Wooley Swamp Songtext
von The Charlie Daniels Band

But if you ever go back into Wooly Swamp, you better not go at night
There′s things out there in the middle of them woods to make a strong man die from fright
Things that crawl and things that fly, things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias 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
I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
There′s some things in this world you just can′t explain

The old man lived in the Wooly Swamp way back in the gurgling 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 if the moon was right, he dig it up out of the ground
He pour it all out on the floor of his shack and run his fingers through it
Yeah, Lucias Clay was a greedy old man and that′s all they was to it


But I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn′t conceive it, I never would listen to nobody else
So I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
There's some things in this world you just can′t explain

The Crayton boys were white trash, and over on Carvers 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 Lucias 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 13 rusty Mason jars, he just dug up out of the sand
And they all went crazy, and they beat the old man
And then they picked him up off the ground

Then they threw him in the swamp and they stood there and laughed
′Til the black water sucked him down
Then they turned around and went back to the shack, picked up the money and ran
They hadn't gone nowhere when they realized they were running in quicksand

And they struggled and screamed, but they couldn′t get away
Then just before they went under
They could hear that old man laughing in a voice that was loud as thunder
Now that's been 50 years ago, you can go back there again


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 footpath
You can hear three young men screaming
And you can hear that old man laugh

If you ever go back into Wooly Swamp son you better not go at night
There′s things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man die from fright
There′s things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias 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, I never would listen to nobody else
So I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
There′s some things in this world you just can't explain

Some things in this world you just can't explain