![]() Something bad is going on out there, way back in Booger Woods: “they say the ghost of Lucius Clay gets up and he walks around.” He does not materialize, neither does he creep-he merely gets up and walks around, like he was a coronary bypass patient on the second day. And it’s why the Charlie Daniels Band’s 1980 country-rock hit “The Legend of Wooley Swamp” is one of the World’s Worst Songs. In song, it’s why “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald” by Gordon Lightfoot is still irresistible after all this time. In the hands of a masterful storyteller, the action and the details become a satisfying whole we can enjoy again and again. Or we can revel in the telling, the little details that ring true and bring the story to vivid life. We can enjoy it for the action, incident piling upon incident, and seeing how the whole thing works out. But hadn't gone nowheres when they realized they were running in quicksand.The Charlie Daniels Band, from the cover of "Full Moon" (1980) (Epic Nashville) One night the oldest brother said "Ya'll meet in the Wooly Swamp later we'll take old Lucius's money and we'll feed him to the alligators" They found the old man out in the back with a shovel in his hand And thirteen rusty Mason jars he just dug up out of the sand And they all went crazy and they beat the old man then they picked him up off the ground Then they threw him in the swamp and they stood there and laughed as the black water sucked him down Then they turned around and went back to the shack and they picked up the money and ran. He'd stuff it all down in Mason jars and bury it all around And on certain nights when the moon was right he'd dig it up out of the ground He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack and run his fingers through it Yeah ol' Lucius Clay was a greedy old man and that's all there ever was to it (chorus) (spoken) The Crayver boys was white trash they lived over on Carver's Creek They were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat and belligerent when they'd speak. ![]() Well if you ever go back into Wooley Swamp well you better not go at night There's things out there in the middle of them woods that'd make a strong man cry with fright Things that crawl and things that fly and things that creep around on the ground And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay gets up and it walks around (chorus) But I couldn't believe it I just had to find out for myself And I couldn't conceive it cause I never would listen to nobody else No I couldn't believe it I just had to find out for myself Some things in this world you just can't explain (spoken) The old man lived in the Wooley Swamp way back in the booger woods He never did do a lot of harm in the world but he never did do no good People didn't think too much of him they all thought he acted funny The old man didn't care about people anyway all he cared about was his money. These lyrics are submitted by Eric Teixeira There's a spot in the yard in back of that shackĪnd on certain nights if the moon is right Then they turned around and went back to the shackīut hadn't gone nowheres when they realized They were mean as a snake and sneaky as a catĪnd they all went crazy and they beat the old man Yeah ol' Lucius Clay was a greedy old man ![]() He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack The old man didn't care about people anywayĪnd on certain nights when the moon was right He never did do a lot of harm in the world And things that creep around on the groundĬause I never would listen to nobody else
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