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31 Aug '80 Hot 100
80 Sep '80 Country

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Well, if you ever go back in the Wooley Swamp Well, you better not go at night There's things out there In the middle of them woods 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 [CHORUS] 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 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


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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 into 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 there ever was to it [repeat CHORUS] 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 in the Wooley Swamp later We'll take old Lucius' 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 And they picked him up off the ground Threw him in the swamp And stood there and laughed Till 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 nowhere 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 That's been fifty years ago You go back by there yet There's a spot in the yard In the back of that shack Where the ground is always wet And on certain nights if the moon is right Down by that dark footpath You can hear three young men screaming You can hear one old man laugh Well, if you ever go back in the Wooley Swamp Well, you better not go at night There's things out there In the middle of them woods 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 [repeat CHORUS] Some things in this world You just can't explain

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