The Swamp

The Swamp

Better roll up your britches
This swamp ain’t for bitches
It don’t give a damn if it rains.
If you get the itches
It’s probably the leeches
Suckin your blood from your veins.
The gators they’re hefty
Snakes they’re a plenty
So keep your eyes peeled for your sake.
If you get bit,
There’s no first aid kit
There’s no going back oh hell no
If you try to, then buddy you’re through
You won’t make it back on your own.