Gator - Intellectual

[Intro]

He was raised in the swamp

In back of a slough

He grew up eatin' rattlesnake meat

Drinkin' homemade brew

Now, folks here about call him Gator

And everybody knows him well

Meanest man to ever hit the swamp

Folks swear he come straight outta hell

Well, Gator McKlusky's sittin' on a stump

Hammer pulled back on a twelve-gauge pump

Watchin' that swamp lookin' out for the law

While he make the best corn liquor you ever saw

Rot gut whiskey

While he's makin' that mash, he watches, and he looks

Ol' Gator he knows that swamp like a book

Something out there movin', Gator, whadda ya see?

Ain't nothin' but the snakes and the gators and me

Everything's okey dokey in the Okefenokee

That sheriff ain't snoopin' around

So cook that moonshine down till it's good and clear

Everything's okey dokey in the Okefenokee

That sheriff he'd soon mess around with the devil

Than to get his self alone messin' around in here

One day he was cookin' some mash, he was almost done

When they spotted the law and they had to run

So he headed for the swamp and they followed him in

But the law might as well been a-chasin' the wind

Look out for that snake sheriff

Well, they chased him on back through the muck and the slime

To the back of that swamp where the sun don't shine

But the law won't never catch Gator my friend

Cause he knows that swamp like the back of his hand

Watch out, boys, old Smokey's in the Okefenokee

The sheriff's out there snoopin' around

So shut that business down and let's disappear

Look out, boys, old Smokey's in the Okefenokee

But that sheriff he's really gonna catch the devil

If he keeps on snoopin' around in here

Gator's in the swamp, Sheriff, go get him if you can

Careful, Sheriff, don't let that Gator bite you on your gonads