Well if you ever go back into Wooly Swamp
Well you'd better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle 'them woods that'd make a strong man probably cry
Things that crawl things that fly and things that creep around on the ground.
And they say the ghost of Lushious 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 conceieve it
'Cuz I never woulda listened to nobody else
I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
But there's some things in this world you just can't explain
The old man lived in the Wooly Swamp way back in But he never did do any good Wilber Woods
He never did do alot of harm to the world
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 into mason jars and he buried them all around
And on certain nights if the moon was right he'd dig them up out of the ground
He'd pour it all our on the floor of his shack and run his fingers through it
Yeah Lushious Clay was a greedy ol' man and that's all there ever was to it
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The Cabel boys was white trash who lived over on Carver's Creek
They were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat and belligerent when they speak
The oldest brother said ya'll meet me in the Wooly Swamp later
We'll take ol' Lushious' money and we'll feed him to the alagators
They found the old man out in the back with a shovel in his hand
And thirteen rusty mason jars he'd just dug up out of the sand
And they all went crazy and they beat the old man and picked him up off the ground
Threw him in the swamp then stood there and laughed as 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 quick sand
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
It's been fifty years ago and you can go by there again
There's a spot in the yard at the floor of that shack where the ground is always wet
And on certain nights when the moon is right down by that dark mud path
You can year three young men screaming
You can hear one old man laugh
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Some things in this world you just can't explain.
