we don't like those flashy cars. we don't like that hippidy hop. we don't listen to that roll and rock. we just fish and hunt all day
sleep and drink beer let me make this clear. if you ain't from these parts don't come round here
if you ain't from these parts
beware and stay clear. got my shotgun ready
hound dog and machete
protecting my still
and i'm moonshine blind. if you die your body wont be that easy to find
to come down to these swamps you must be outta your mind. where i'm from
where i live
where i'll die. down on the bayou
where i'm from
where i live
where i'll die. down on the bayou
we don't watch your tv shows. we don't listen to your lying news. we think fashion is stupid as shit. i play my banjo and dance the jig. caught my first gattor when i was just a kid
bit off half my hand and my daddy ate it. don't wanna ever see the city cause i know i'll hate it
just some crawfish and lightning and i'm feeling fine. don't come round here boy stay with your kind
it ain't safe down here and you may not leave here alive. an old pickup truck full of rust
and i ain't paying none of your taxes so don't waste your time. yeah i looked at tv once looked stupid
yeah i got a chance to look at one of them superstar magazines
they all look stupid
i seen a picture of the city looked like a bunch of monkeys
living on top of each other
i'm eating catfish
gator drinking fresh moonshine
don't come around here i'll tell you one more time
don't care about the life you choose
cause way down here in the bayou we got nothing to loose