Blind Bats And Swamp Rats - Gregg Allman

New Orleans, red beans

Mardi Gras

Feel like acu mais

French quarters, okra stew

Voodoo

Basin bonge

That old lady lie, red ripe tomatoes

Comme ci comme ca

Blind bats, swamp rats

Breedin' down in Mississippi bottoms

Singing comme ci va, the juries out

If you lose, the judge says we die

They tried to get him off with life

But how can that be

'Cause if they get him off with life

It’s death for you and me

Cajun man cutting sugar cane

Went home early one night

Singing la da di da

Their house gone too far

The night would sail us surely

I’ll bake a pie 'cause I’m sure she’ll get high

And maybe when I do

She’ll realize by the look in my eyes

I want my oppo voodoo

He stepped on his porch as he approached

And heard the bayou insurance man

Say never you tell him that you are sick

So we can get together again

One swing of his knife

Got the insurance man and wife

He laid them out over the yard

Will someone please call the Parrish sheriff

They took him to Tulane and Broad

They tried get him off with life

But how can that be

'Cause if they get him off with life

You know it’s death for you and me

Blind bats and swamp rats

Waiting on the Cajun man

Blind bats and swamp rats

Waiting on the Cajun man

Blind bats and swamp rats

Waiting on the Cajun man

Down on the city Boroughs

Blind bats and swamp rats

Waiting on the Cajun man

Blind bats and swamp rats

Waiting on the Cajun man…