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swamp root - harmonica frank floyd lyrics

[verse 1]
we went a-huntin’ the other night
just me and my gal without a light, ha-ha!
man the moon was so pretty and the air so free
and i couldn’t help but to make whoopee
and felt big, wanted to love
yeah man, had to neck a little too!
walkin’ ahead we heard a snap
and there she lay in a big steel trap
she yelled aloud and she said i’m suing
she started to twist and screw and scramblin’ about
she fell on a hill, she started to roll
she couldn’t stop to save her soul, ha-ha!
her eyes was bloodshot and her nose was red
and she had a knot on her head
man it was a big knot too, it wasn’t no little pimple

[verse 2]
same song, the second verse, the third stanza, [?] sure is pretty
well we started on and we came to a bog
and to get across now we had to walk a log, ha
halfway over and one foot slipped
down in the mud, clear up to her hips, she fell, ha!
i got her out and i dried her off
she started to sneeze and cough, catching cold, felt miserable
she looked at me like a cat would at the mice
her teeth would rattle like a pair of dice
throwing seven and eleven
we started on, my dog’s a-treed in a hollow log
and down she squatted like a big bullfrog, ha-ha!
the polecat sprayed her with a mess of fog
and boy, boy, what a odor
had to put her in a barrel, bury her clothes
take her home that way too!

[verse 3]
[eefing]
aw shuck, won’t be long now
the wine goes in, the truth comes out
two more shots and i’ll tell it all
may not believe what i say now
but it’s thousands of folks that has believed it
while under the influence of swamp root, ha

[verse 4]
[eefing]
aw shuck, cotton hose and brogan shoes
she had powder on her nose, lipstick rouge
dresses made from flour sacks
the name of flour stamped on her back in all kinds of brands
cheap stuff and holey too ha-ha!

[verse 5]
[eefing]
aw shuck, ha-ha!
well we started home at the hour of twelve
what happened to that ol’ gal was hard to tell, ha
stockings down, the shoes won’t lace
she said “i come from a huntin’ race”

- harmonica frank floyd lyrics

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