The Creekers

Swarpin'

The Creekers

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Hot dog, brother
Yinz ain′t swarpin' (whoo!)

Well, my mind′s goin' about 30 miles a minute
Searchin' for a thing that I can′t find
Now I′m fillin' up my cup and I′m hopin' that′s enough
I get all these worries off my mind

With the swarpin' and fightin′ and the whiskey drinkin'
And the up all night and the back porch pickin'
I′m gonna find me a girl, show her what she′d been missin'
This is all, all that gets me through
(Yeah, whoo)

Well, I was baptized in Evan Williams
Fell in love on a muddy bank
Now I′m wilder than a mule, God sure blessed that alcohol
Lord, I'm half the mind, I can′t get enough to drink

With the swarpin' and fightin′ and the whiskey drinkin'
And the up all night and the back porch pickin'
I′m gonna find me a girl, show her what she′d been missin'
This is all, all that gets me through

Oh, here they come
Mercy

When my younger days are over, I guess I′ll change my ways
When I could trade a shirt that I'd bought from Billy Daves
And I like home liquor and the songs that Petty wrote
No, my good old days ain′t a-leavin', son
Let′s take another toke

With the swarpin' and fightin' and the whiskey drinkin′
And the up all night and the back porch pickin′
I'm gonna find me a girl, show her what she′d been missin'
This is all, all that gets me through

Yes sir, whoo!
Keep on, keep on
Compositor: Nicholas Jamerson

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