Letra de "Gator Country"

I've been to Alabama, people ain't a whole lot to see
Skynyrd says it's a real sweet home, but it ain't nothing to me
Charlie daniels will tell you the good lord lives in Tenessee
But I'm going back to gator country
Where the wine and the women are free

There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name
And a saying come on boy
You better make it back home again
There's many roads I've travelled
But they all kind of look the same
There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he's calling my name

Old Richard Betts will tell ya Lord
He was born a ramblin' man
Well, he can ramble back to Georgia
But I won't give a damn
Elvin Bishop out struttin his stuff
With little miss slick titty boom
But I'm going back to gator country
To get me some elbow room

There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name
And a saying come on boy
You better make it back home again
There's many roads I've travelled
But they all kind of look the same
There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he's calling my name

There's Marshall Tucker riding a rainbow
Searching for a pot of gold
Well, they can take the highway, baby
And they can take all they can hold
The Outlaws down in Tampa town
It's a mighty fine place to be
They got green grass and got high tides
And sure looks good to me

There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name
And a saying come on boy
You better make it back home again
There's many roads I've travelled
But they all kind of look the same
There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he's calling my name

Oh, gator country, a little bit of that chomp chomp