| Well I know that I shouldn’t have done it
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| I know it just wasn’t right
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| Cause they got me back up to the cotton mouth river
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| And I can’t cross late at night
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| I hear there’s lots of stories told about the cotton mouth river
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| They tell them time and again
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| About the men who tried to cross that river by moonlight
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| And never were heard from again
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| If I had all my live to live over
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| I’d have gone to work that day
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| Instead of going into town
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| And shooting him down
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| For a thing I never heard him say
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| I hear there’s lots of stories told about the cotton mouth river
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| They tell them time and again
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| About the men who tried to cross that river by moonlight
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| And never were heard from again
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| Well I just made it through the cane break
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| And I got one foot in the mud
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| I can hear the hounds obeying but the snake
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| Around my ankles telling me my running days are done
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| I hear there’s lots of stories told about the cotton mouth river
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| They tell them time and again
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| About the men who tried to cross that river by moonlight
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| And never were heard from again
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| I hear there’s lots of stories told about the cotton mouth river
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| They tell them time and again
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| About the men who tried to cross that river by moonlight
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| And never were heard from again |