Swamp Road Serenade

Mud soaked boots in the black night glow. Trees hang heavy with a wild

wind's blow. Swamp road whispers secrets I don't want to know. Swamp road serenade,

calling me back. Voices in the dark keep me off the track. Swamp road serenade,

where the lost hearts roam. It ain't no place to call home.

Cypress knees rising like ghostly hands. Water like glass but it won't

let you stand. A place for the damned. A place for the damned.

How many souls has it swallowed whole? How many dreams turned to dust

and coal? Swamp road serenade, calling me back. Voices in the dark keep me