Luke Bryan Follow

It flows underneath the 32 bridge
It cuts through the heart of South Georgia
Big copperheads and mean wild pigs
And 'gators 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 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 stowed down there
On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here
I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stump
And a catfish line going pom-pom

An 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 over the roof

I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there
On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here
I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stump
And a catfish line going pom-pom

An 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 be
Nobody jacking with me, no sign of the city lights

Hell with the city lights

Well, I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there
On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here
I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stump
And a catfish line going pom-pom-pom

An 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