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Black Water Hattie lived back in the swamp
where the strange green reptiles crawl.
Snakes hang think in the cyprus trees
like sausage from a smokehouse wall.
Well the swamp is alive with a thousand eyes,
an all of them watchin' you,
so stay off the track to Hattie's shack
in the back of the Black Bayou.

Way up the road from Hattie's shack
lies a sleepy little Okeechobee town.
Talk of the Swamp Witch Hattie
an' they'll lock you in when the sun goes down.
Rumors of what she done,
rumors of what she'd do,
kept folks off the track to Hattie's shack
in the back of the Black Bayou

One day brought the rain, and the rain stayed on
and the swamp water overflowed
'skeeters and the fever grabbed the town like fist
Doc Jackson was the first to go.
Some said the plague was brought by Hattie,
there was talk of a hangin', too
but the talk got shackled by the howls and the cackles
from the bowels of the Black Bayou.

Early one mornin' 'tween dark and dawn
when shadows fill the sky,
there came an unseen caller
born in a town where hope run dry.
In the square there was found
a big black round
vat full of gurgling brew
whispering sounds as the folks gathered 'round
"It came from the Black Bayou".

Ain't much pride when you're trapped inside
a slowly sinking ship
scooped up the liquid thick and green
and the whole town took a sip.
Fever went away and the very next day
the sky again was blue.
Lets thank ol' Hattie for saving our town,
we'll fetch her from the Black Bayou.

A party of ten of the towns' best men
headed for Hattie's shack
said swamp woods magic was useful and good
and the're gonna bring Hattie back.
They never found Hattie, an they never found her shack,
an they never made a trip back in,
'cause a parchment note they found tacked to a stump
said don't come looking again.

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