I was born down 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  Walk across that old log bridge  Stretching 'cross Black River Swamp    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