Lyrics

Back at the swamp, by the farming fields.
I first saw the light, I was one of fifteen.
Out there’s a stream, that we called Muddy Creek.
We all played with mud, Muddy Creek so deep.
At Muddy Creek.

At Muddy Creek, where the pike grows tall.
Where the eel slips through your hand, and we smoked’em all.
When you touch the bottom, with your bare feet.
The mud slips through your toes, down the bottom of Muddy Creek.
Oh Muddy Creek.

Muddy Creek gives, Muddy Creek takes.
Beware of Muddy, strange moves he made.
Our brother drowned, on a hot summer day.
No mercy for muddy, he’ed liked to stay.
At Muddy Creek.
At Muddy Creek.
At Muddy Creek.
Uhm, mud through my toes.