Texas Swamp Blues

Well I was walking down the street one day,
And I ran into my mama
Yeah she was walking real slow
Looking out for my brother
Yeah he was a real troubled boy
Crazy like no other
Yeah doesn't blink at death
Doesn't even skip a second breath

I can still hear a voice crying at the news
A bitter case of the Texas Swamp Blues
Away to the dismal swamp he speeds
Through the thickets and beds of reeds

Away to the fen where the serpent feeds
To clumsy a man will begin to bleed
I'd try to hide in that Cyprus tree
The glowing of her lamp is all I will see

I can still hear a voice crying at the news
A bitter case of the Texas Swamp Blues
Away to the dismal swamp he speeds
Through the thickets and beds of reeds

I can still hear a voice crying at the news
A bitter case of the Texas Swamp Blues
Away to the dismal swamp he speeds
Through the thickets and beds of reeds



Credits
Writer(s): Gary Spellman
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