It flows underneath the 32 bridge
And cuts through the heart of south Georgia
Big copper heads and mean wild pigs
And gato's in the weeds waiting for you
I leave my phone in the truck
I leave my truck at the road
My four-wheeler gets me to where I wanna go
I leave the world behind, I pull my hat down low
Get back to my roots by a full moon glow

I got an old Jon boat that I stow down there
On them hot summer nights when I get wild hair
I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stump
And a catfish line going bump bump
And old tractor tire, where I sit by the fire
And drink to a sweet swamp song
So if you're looking for me, don't even bother
When I dip my feet in that Muckalee Creek water

Daddy brought me down here when I was a kid
Taught me how to bait a crawfish basket
From the time I was old enough to walk
He had me running down squirrels and rabbits
I feel right at home in this neck of the woods
If this was all I had, I'd be living good
So let the stock market do what it's gonna do
Let the dollar go down and gas soar through the roof

I got an old Jon boat that I stow down there
On them hot summer nights when I get wild hair
I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stump
And a catfish line going bump bump
And old tractor tire, where I sit by the fire
And drink to a sweet swamp song
So if you're looking for me, don't even bother
When I dip my feet in that Muckalee Creek water

I'm free and I'm me, being everything that I wanna me
Nobody jacking with me, no sign of the city lights
Hell with those city lights

Well I've got an old Jon boat that I stow down there
On them hot summer nights when I get wild hair
I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stump
And a catfish line going bump bump bump
And old tractor tire, where I sit by the fire
And drink to a sweet swamp song
So if you're looking for me, don't even holler
When I get down deep in that Muckalee Creek water
That Muckalee Creek water