Karaoké Gator Country Molly Hatchet

Well I've been to Alabama people

Ain't a whole lot to see

Skynyrd says it's a real sweet home but it ain't nothin' to me

Charlie Daniels will tell you the good Lord lives in Tennessee hah

But I'm goin' back to the gator country where the wine and the women are free

There's a gator in the bushes

He's callin' my name

And a-sayin'

Come on boy

You better make it back home again

Many roads I've traveled

They all kind of look the same

There's a gator in the bushes

Lord he callin' my name

Old Richard Betts will tell you Lord he was born a ramblin' man

Well he can ramble on back to Georgia and I won't give a damn

Elvin Bishop out struttin' his stuff with little Miss Slick Titty Boom

But I'm goin' back to the gator country to get me some elbow room

There's a gator in the bushes

He's callin' my name

And a-sayin'

Come on boy

You better make it back home again

Many roads I've traveled

They all kind of look the same

There's a gator in the bushes

Lord he callin' my name yep

There's Marshall Tucker ridin' a rainbow

Searchin' for a pot of gold

Well they can take the highway baby and take all they can hold

The outlaws down in Tampa town

It's a mighty fine place to be

They got green grass and they got high tides and sure looks good to me

There's a gator in the bushes

He's callin' my name

And a-sayin'

Come on boy

You better make it back home again

Many roads I've traveled

They all kind of look the same

There's a gator in the bushes

Lord he callin' my name

Oh gator country

A bit of that chomp chomp

Ha ha ha ha