Cold Dark Water and Blackjack Mud
Cold, dark water and blackjack mud
Hazy moon and a Cajun's grudge
To a Texas boy that won't take so kind
At the beer joint kissin' on another man's wife
Just some frat boys lookin' for a wild time
South of Thibodeaux on a Mardi Gras night
Dancin' and kissin' on that Belleván
While her husband's checkin' lines 'til the break of dawn
So go match the pedal, can't drive too fast
With a Louisiana man hard on your tracks
Truck won't stop, oh, you better run
Or you'll be sinkin' in cold, dark water and blackjack mud
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, well, word travels fast through the bayou, and
And Yvonne's old man knows what you done did
'Cause his brother Bo walked across the floor
And saw you sneakin' his girl out the false back door
So go match the pedal, can't drive too fast
With a Louisiana man hard on your tracks
Truck won't stop, oh, you better run
Or you'll be sinkin' in cold, dark water and blackjack mud
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Cold Ash Wednesday, the party's done
A price to pay for one night of fun
If you set off now, boy, you better pray
'Cause they'll be waitin' for you at the break of day
So go match the pedal, can't drive too fast
With a Louisiana man hard on your tracks
Truck won't stop, oh, you better run
Or you'll be sinkin' in cold, dark water
You'll be sinkin' in cold, dark water
You'll be sinkin' in cold, dark water and blackjack mud
Hazy moon and a Cajun's grudge
To a Texas boy that won't take so kind
At the beer joint kissin' on another man's wife
Just some frat boys lookin' for a wild time
South of Thibodeaux on a Mardi Gras night
Dancin' and kissin' on that Belleván
While her husband's checkin' lines 'til the break of dawn
So go match the pedal, can't drive too fast
With a Louisiana man hard on your tracks
Truck won't stop, oh, you better run
Or you'll be sinkin' in cold, dark water and blackjack mud
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, well, word travels fast through the bayou, and
And Yvonne's old man knows what you done did
'Cause his brother Bo walked across the floor
And saw you sneakin' his girl out the false back door
So go match the pedal, can't drive too fast
With a Louisiana man hard on your tracks
Truck won't stop, oh, you better run
Or you'll be sinkin' in cold, dark water and blackjack mud
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Cold Ash Wednesday, the party's done
A price to pay for one night of fun
If you set off now, boy, you better pray
'Cause they'll be waitin' for you at the break of day
So go match the pedal, can't drive too fast
With a Louisiana man hard on your tracks
Truck won't stop, oh, you better run
Or you'll be sinkin' in cold, dark water
You'll be sinkin' in cold, dark water
You'll be sinkin' in cold, dark water and blackjack mud
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Writer(s): Bubba Bellin
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