Swamp Monster Ballad
when that rain it starts a-drummin’
you’ll know he’s drawin’ near
and that moss green giant monster
‘ll make you quake with fear
his long legs they’ll start a-pumpin’
and his nylon it’ll flap
and the sound of his cavortin’
‘ll send ya racin’ to yer Pap
through shaking fingers ‘gainst yer eyes
you may dare to peek
at this wet and wild wonder
who never seems to speak
no, his frenzied dance is silent
splashing’s the only sign
of this disco-dancin’ boogie-man
who rises from the mine
oh he lives down deep amongst the dark
of Kentucky Boy’s steep shaft
and comes above to jig about
when he hears the thunder crack
‘specially in a new moon storm
or so I’ve heard it said
and ev’ry month when that orb wanes
my heart it fills with dread
for if his damp hand claws for your’n
and gets it in his grasp
you’re doomed to waltz away yer days
in his cold ‘n’ clammy clasp
so when you see that lightnin’ flash
or hear the thunder boom
best scoot inside as quick as ya can or
puddle-dancin’ ‘ll be yer doom
