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Swamp Rat
03:24
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Chorus
I’m the Swamp Rat
Gonna eat this old town
Corruption with cheese
I’m the presidents clown
Verse 1
Gonna nibble away, take my time
I’m the big black hole, in your white collar crime
I’m super fat but I’m super fast
Don’t need to wear no protective mask
I can spread a disease without a single sneeze
I drink covid 19, for my tea
Chorus
I’m the Swamp Rat
Gonna eat this old town
Corruption with cheese
I’m the presidents clown
Verse 2
I’m your new furry friend, goin’ straight to the top
I think I’ll run for president with fans he’s got
Move over Trump, your in my rubbish dump
You said too much, just not quick enough
Now we’re all lying, facing belly up
Solo
Scratch my belly, oh looky here I’m on the telly
Pull up some dust and take a seat
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Verse 1
Well I'm sitting over here on Parchman Farm
I'm sitting over here on Parchman Farm
I'm sitting over here on Parchman Farm
Ain't never done no man no harm
Verse 2
Well, I'm putting that cotton in an 11 foot sack
Well, I'm putting that cotton in an 11 foot sack
Well, I'm putting that cotton in an 11 foot sack
With a twelve-gauge shotgun at my back
Verse 3
I'm sitting over here on number 9
I'm sitting over here on number 9
I'm sitting over here on number 9
When all I did was drink my wine
Verse 4
Well I'm gonna be here for the rest of my life
Well I'm gonna be here for the rest of my life
Well I'm gonna be here for the rest of my life
When all I did was shoot my wife
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Verse 1
Don’t need no sweet mama, if it comes with a price
Don’t need no sweet mama, if it comes with a price
Just need a kind hearted Woman, that don’t mind her beans and rice
Verse 2
I don’t need no fast car, when I got these old walking shoes
I don’t need no fast car, when I got these old walking shoes
Yeah I’m gonna walk away now baby, I don’t need no more of your blues
Stop section 1
Your love is like a champagne bottle
Always on ice
When I finally go to pop that cork
You minds on cards and dice
Now I don’t need no angle face
With a devil lurking inside
Don’t need no more of your runnin’ round and playing with my mind
Don’t need no sweet mama, if it comes with a price
Just need a kind hearted Woman that don’t mind her beans and rice.
Stop section 2
There ain’t no pleasing you mama
And that's a natural fact
You put me through the grinder when
I bought you that Cadillac
You said a Mercedes Benz
500 SEL
After you drugged and kissed me, lied and tricked me
I was under your spell
Don’t need no sweet mama, if it comes with such a high price
Just need a kind hearted Woman, that don’t mind her beans and rice.
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Verse 1
You can't judge an apple by lookin' at a tree
You can't judge honey by lookin' at the bee
You can't judge a daughter by lookin' at the mother
You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover
Chorus
Oh, can't you see
Oh, you misjudge me
I look like a farmer
But I'm a lover
Can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover, oh
Verse 2
You can't judge sugar by lookin' at the cane
You can't judge a woman by lookin' at her man
You can't judge a sister by lookin' at her brother
You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover
Chorus
Verse 3
You can't judge a fish by lookin' in the pond
You can't judge right from lookin' at the wrong
You can't judge one by lookin' at the other
You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover
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Verse 1
People I've had my fun, If I don't get well no more
People I've had my fun, If I don't get well no more
My heath is failing me and now I'm goin down slow
Verse 2
Would you write my mother and tell her the shape I'm in
Oh would you write my mother, tell her the shape I'm in
Tell her to pray for me and to forgive me for all my sins
Verse 3
I don't need no doctor, doctor can't do no good
I don't need no doctor, doctor can't do no good
Now it's all my fault, I did not do the things I should
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Verse 1
I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den
I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den
I don't want you hangin' around my mate, wanna use her for myself
Chorus
You know you caught me crawlin' baby, when the grass was very high
I'm just gonna keep on crawlin' now baby, until the day I die
Because I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den
Don't want you hangin' around my mate, wanna use her for myself
Verse 2
You know I'm gonna crawl up to your window baby
Wanna crawl up to your door; you got anything I want baby
Wanna crawl up on your floor
Because I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den
Chorus
You know you caught me crawlin' baby, when the, when the grass was very high
I'm just gonna keep on crawlin' now, baby, until the day I die
Because I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den
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Black Cat Bone
04:06
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Verse 1
I believe
My baby got a black cat bone, oh yeah, yeah
I believe
My baby got a black cat bone
Seems like everything I do
Seems like I do is wrong
Verse 2
You know I tried so hard
To get along with that woman of mine
You know I tried so hard, y'all
To get along with that woman of mine, yeah, yeah
But you know the harder I tried
The more she walked around cheatin' and lyin'
Chorus
You know I walked down from Dallas,
Down to Wichita Falls
Got to thinkin' bout that big-legged woman
We were no walkin' on
Verse 1 ( repeat )
I believe
My baby got a black cat bone
I believe
My baby got a black cat bone
Just like everything I do
Everything I do is wrong
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Verse 1
Ah-oh, smokestack lightnin'
Shinin' just like gold
Why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Verse 2
Whoa-oh, tell me baby
What's the matter with you?
Why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Verse 3
Whoa-oh, tell me baby
Where you stay last night?
A-why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Verse 4
Whoa-oh, stop your train
Take me for a ride
Why don't ya hear me cryin'?
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Verse 1
It's been raining all night, just like tears from my eyes
It's been raining all night, just like tears from my eyes
Since my baby left me
All I do is cry
Verse 2
You so cold, cold girl, you just like ice around my heart
You so cold, cold girl, you just like ice around my heart
If you knew you couldn't love me, why did you have to start
Verse 3
Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting for this hurt to go
Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting for this hurt to go
Lord send me your train, cause this walking's much too slow
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Verse 1
I have a little red rooster
Too lazy to crow for day
I have a little red rooster
Too lazy to crow for day
Keep everything in the barnyard
Upset in every way
Verse2
Oh the dogs begin to bark
And the hound begin to howl
Oh the dogs begin to bark
Hound begin to howl
Ooh watch out strange kind people
Cause little red rooster is on the prowl
Verse 3
If you see my little red rooster
Please drag him home
If you see my little red rooster
Please drag him home
There ain't no peace in the barnyard
Since the little red rooster been gone
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Simon Kinny-Lewis Sydney, Australia
" Simon Kinny-Lewis ( SKL ) is the full package. His guitar playing is up there with the best guitarists of today " - BluesRockReview 2019
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