Wicked Old Witch Lyrics

	作曲 : John Fogerty
	作词 : Fogerty
	Well way down yonder
	In the deep blue holler
	Yeah way back in the swamp
	Where the snakes go crawlin'
	Shriveled old lady
	With a tombstone mouth
	Scarin' up trouble
	At the haunted house
	[Chorus]
	Flyin' 'cross the moon on a big ol' stick
	Everybody 'fraid
	Of the wicked old witch
	When sun goes down
	And moon gets high
	You can hear her cacklin'
	Out in the night
	Well-a sinners and gamblers
	And gunslingers too
	Everybody scatters when the witch
	Comes through
	[Chorus]
	Flyin' 'cross the moon on a big ol' stick
	Everybody 'fraid
	Of the wicked old witch
	Saturday night
	And the wind begins to howl
	You can bet that old swamp witch
	Is out on the prowl
	Creatures and goblins, spooks all around
	Making their way up the road into town
	[Chorus]
	Flyin' 'cross the moon on a big ol' stick
	Everybody 'fraid
	Of the wicked old witch

	zuo qu : John Fogerty
	zuo ci : Fogerty
	Well way down yonder
	In the deep blue holler
	Yeah way back in the swamp
	Where the snakes go crawlin'
	Shriveled old lady
	With a tombstone mouth
	Scarin' up trouble
	At the haunted house
	Chorus
	Flyin' ' cross the moon on a big ol' stick
	Everybody ' fraid
	Of the wicked old witch
	When sun goes down
	And moon gets high
	You can hear her cacklin'
	Out in the night
	Wella sinners and gamblers
	And gunslingers too
	Everybody scatters when the witch
	Comes through
	Chorus
	Flyin' ' cross the moon on a big ol' stick
	Everybody ' fraid
	Of the wicked old witch
	Saturday night
	And the wind begins to howl
	You can bet that old swamp witch
	Is out on the prowl
	Creatures and goblins, spooks all around
	Making their way up the road into town
	Chorus
	Flyin' ' cross the moon on a big ol' stick
	Everybody ' fraid
	Of the wicked old witch

	zuò qǔ : John Fogerty
	zuò cí : Fogerty
	Well way down yonder
	In the deep blue holler
	Yeah way back in the swamp
	Where the snakes go crawlin'
	Shriveled old lady
	With a tombstone mouth
	Scarin' up trouble
	At the haunted house
	Chorus
	Flyin' ' cross the moon on a big ol' stick
	Everybody ' fraid
	Of the wicked old witch
	When sun goes down
	And moon gets high
	You can hear her cacklin'
	Out in the night
	Wella sinners and gamblers
	And gunslingers too
	Everybody scatters when the witch
	Comes through
	Chorus
	Flyin' ' cross the moon on a big ol' stick
	Everybody ' fraid
	Of the wicked old witch
	Saturday night
	And the wind begins to howl
	You can bet that old swamp witch
	Is out on the prowl
	Creatures and goblins, spooks all around
	Making their way up the road into town
	Chorus
	Flyin' ' cross the moon on a big ol' stick
	Everybody ' fraid
	Of the wicked old witch

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