Swamp Rat Blues - Jeff Wyatt

In this misty bayou
In a broken down shack by the way
I
M smokin
My last cigarette
I
Ve been sittin
On the porch all day
My baby drove up country
Took the Areostream and my truck
I
M here to tell you
I
M feelin
Pretty down on my luck
Swamp Rat Blues
Swamp Rat Blues
That
S just what I
M feeling
Swamp Rat Blues
I
Ve got mud on my fingers
I
Ve got sludge in my heart
I
Ve got goop on my guitar
My hands can
T get the chords to start
Yes I
Ve been tryin
To get all my ducks in a row
But one thing
S for certain
My life
S never been so low
Swamp Rat Blues
Swamp Rat Blues
That
S just what I
M feeling
Swamp Rat Blues
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I wanna go back to Cabo
And spill tequila on my shoes
I wanna slip in the bottle
And wash away these swamp rat blues
How could she leave me here
To face this world all alone
I hopin
And prayin
She
Ll turn around and come back home
Troubles finds me
They stick to me like these old tattoos
From morning