Jim Stafford

Swamp Witch
Black water Hattie lived back in the swampWhere the strange green reptiles crawlSnakes hang thick from the cypress treesLike sausage on a smokehouse wallWhere the swamp is alive with a thousand eyesAn' all of them watching youStay off the track to Hattie's Shack in the back of the Black BayouWay up the road from Hattie's ShackLies a sleepy little Okeechobee townTalk of swamp witch Hattie lock you in when the sun go downRumors of what she'd done, rumors of what she'd doKept folks off the track of Hattie's shackIn the back of the Black BayouOne day brought the rain and the rain stayed onAnd the swamp water overflowedSkeeters and the fever grabbed the town like a fistDoctor Jackson was the first to goSome say the plague was brought by HattieThere was talk of a hangin' too But the talk got shackled by the howls and the cacklesFrom the bowels of the Black bayouEarly one morn 'tween dark and dawn when shadows filled the skyThere came an unseen caller on a town where hope run drySongtexteIn the square there was found a big black round Vat full of gurgling brewWhispering sounds as the folk gathered round"It came from the Black Bayou"There ain't much pride when you're trapped insideA slowly sinkin' shipScooped up the liquid deep and greenAnd the whole town took a sipFever went away and the very next day the skies again were blueLet's thank old Hattie for savin' our townWe'll fetch her from the Black BayouParty of ten of the town's best men headed for Hattie's ShackSaid Swamp Witch magic was useful and goodAnd they're gonna bring Hattie backNever found Hattie and they never found the shackNever made the trip back inThere was a parchment note they found tacked to a stump Said don't come lookin' again. Aus Songtexte Mania