Lyrics:
I was born down in the countryDown where the cotton growsTurnin' off the main highwayGoin' down that country roadThere's a place down in the countryWhere the pine trees grow so tallWalk across that old log bridgeStretching 'cross Black River SwampI can hear them bullfrogs croakingIn the blackness of the nightCalling me back to my childhoodDown here in Black River SwampSaw my name carved on a big oak treeDown there by the fishing holeAnd the smell of old Black RiverWhere the waters are deep and coldI can hear the hound dogs howlin'Chasin' that old foxWhere I used to roamDown there in the countryCallin' me to Black River SwampI can hear them hound dogs howlin'Chasin' that old foxWhere I used to roamDown there in the countryCallin' me to Black River SwampI was born in the countryDown where the cotton growsTurnin' off the main highwayGoin' down that country roadThere's a place down in the countryWhere the pine trees grow so tallGo across that log bridgeStretching 'cross Black River Swamp