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 Lucias 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   That there's some things in this world you just can't explain.      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   He never did do any 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.   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 Lucias Clay was a greedy old man   And that's all there ever was to it.      CHORUS:   But I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself   And I couldn't conceive it, I never would listen to nobody else   No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself   But there's some things in this world you just can't explain.      The Crayver boys was white trash they lived over on Carvers Creek   They were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat   And belligerent when they'd speak.   One night the oldest brother said ya'll meet in the Wooly Swamp later   We'll take old Lucias' 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.   But hadn't gone nowheres when they realized   They were running in quicksand.   And they struggled and screamed but they couldn't get away   and just before they went under   They could hear that old man laughing   In a voice that was loud as thunder.      that's been fifty years ago an' if you go by there yet   There's a spot in the yard in back of that shack   Where the ground is always wet.   And on certain nights if the moon is right   And you're down by the dark wood path   You can hear three young men screaming   And you can hear one old man laugh.      If you ever go back into Wooley Swamp son 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   There's things that crawl and things that fly   And things that creep around on the ground   And they say the ghost of Lucias 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, I never would listen to nobody else   No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself   That there's some things in this world you just can't explain   Some things in this world you just can't explain.