The Legend Of Wooly Swamp Lyrics - Singles - Charlie Daniels Band

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 make a strong man die from 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 he 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 have listened to nobody else 

And 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 Wooley Swamp 

Way back in 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 he'd bury it all around 

And on certain nights if 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, Lucius Clay was a greedy old man 

And that's all that there was to it 

But I couldn't believe it 

I just had to find out for myself 

And I couldn't conceive it 

'Cause I never would have listened to nobody else 

And 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 cable 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 

"Y'all meet me at the Wooley 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 

Thirteen rusty mason jars 

Was just dug up out of the sand 

And they all went crazy and they beat the old man 

And they picked him up off of the ground 

Threw him in the swamp and stood there and laughed 

As the black water sucked him down 

Then they turned around and went back to the shack 

And picked up the money and ran 

They hadn't gone no where when they realized 

They were running in quicksand 

And they struggled and they screamed 

But they couldn't get away and just before they went under 

They could hear that old man laughing 

In a voice as loud as thunder 

And that's been fifty years ago 

And you can go by there yet 

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

Where the ground is always wet 

And on summer nights, if the moon is right 

Down by the that dark footpath 

You can hear three young men screaming 

You can hear one old man laugh. 

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 make a strong man die from 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 he 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 have listened to nobody else 

And 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 

There's some things in this world 

You just can't explain