Lyrics:

Going down to the swamp
Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon

Well, I'm going down to the swamp
Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon
You know the hounddog make-a music
On a summer night under a full moon
Lord, fetch my cane pole mama
Gonna catch a brim or maybe two

Lord, fetch my cane pole mama
Gonna catch a brim or maybe two

And when the hound dog start barkin'
Sounds like ol' son house singin' the blues
Hound dog sing that
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music
When the hound dog starts singin'
I ain't got them big ol' city blues

Well, hey pretty mama
Lord, just take that city hike

Said go ahead pretty mama
Lord, just take your city hike

Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs
For the rest of my natural born life
That's right

Singing that
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music

Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music
Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs
For the rest of my natural born life

Well, I'd wanna live with the hound dogs
For the rest of my natural born life