Black River Swamp Songtext

I can hear them bullfrogs croaking
in the blackness of the night
Calling me back to my childhood
down here in Black River Swamp

Saw my name carved on a big oak tree
down there by the fishing hole
And the smell of old Black River
where the waters are deep and cold

I can hear the hound dogs howlin'
chasin' that old fox where I used to roam
Down there in the country
Callin' me to Black River Swamp

I can hear them hound dogs howlin'
chasin' that old fox where I used to roam
Down there in the country
Callin' me to Black River Swamp
I was born in the country
Down where the cotton grows
Turnin' off the main highway
Goin' down that country road

There's a place down in the country
where the pine trees grow so tall
Go across that log bridge
stretching 'cross Black River Swamp