Gator Country Lyrics
| Song | Gator Country |
| Artist | Molly Hatchet |
| Album | Super Hits |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hlubek, Holland, Thomas | |
| 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, ha! | |
| But I'm going back to gator country where the wine and the women are free. | |
| Chorus: 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 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. | |
| Chorus: There's a gator in the bushes he's calling my name. and saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. | |
| There's many roads | |
| I've travelled but they all kinda look the same. | |
| There's a gator in the bushes, | |
| Lord, he calling my name. | |
| Yep. 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. | |
| Chorus: There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name. | |
| Saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. | |
| There's so many roads | |
| I've travelled but they all kinda look the same. | |
| There's a gator in the bushes , | |
| Lord, he's calling my name. | |
| LEAD BREAK | |
| Oh gator country, a little bit of that chomp chomp | |
| LEAD BREAK |
| zuo ci : Hlubek, Holland, Thomas | |
| 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, ha! | |
| But I' m going back to gator country where the wine and the women are free. | |
| Chorus: 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 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. | |
| Chorus: There' s a gator in the bushes he' s calling my name. and saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. | |
| There' s many roads | |
| I' ve travelled but they all kinda look the same. | |
| There' s a gator in the bushes, | |
| Lord, he calling my name. | |
| Yep. 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. | |
| Chorus: There' s a gator in the bushes, he' s calling my name. | |
| Saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. | |
| There' s so many roads | |
| I' ve travelled but they all kinda look the same. | |
| There' s a gator in the bushes , | |
| Lord, he' s calling my name. | |
| LEAD BREAK | |
| Oh gator country, a little bit of that chomp chomp | |
| LEAD BREAK |
| zuò cí : Hlubek, Holland, Thomas | |
| 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, ha! | |
| But I' m going back to gator country where the wine and the women are free. | |
| Chorus: 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 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. | |
| Chorus: There' s a gator in the bushes he' s calling my name. and saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. | |
| There' s many roads | |
| I' ve travelled but they all kinda look the same. | |
| There' s a gator in the bushes, | |
| Lord, he calling my name. | |
| Yep. 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. | |
| Chorus: There' s a gator in the bushes, he' s calling my name. | |
| Saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. | |
| There' s so many roads | |
| I' ve travelled but they all kinda look the same. | |
| There' s a gator in the bushes , | |
| Lord, he' s calling my name. | |
| LEAD BREAK | |
| Oh gator country, a little bit of that chomp chomp | |
| LEAD BREAK |
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