It flows underneath the 32 bridge, And cuts through the heart of South Georgia Big copperheads and mean wild pigs, And gators in the weeds waitin' for ya I leave my phone in the truck, I leave my truck at the road My four-wheeler gets me where I wanna go I leave the world behind, I pull my hat down low, Get back to my roots, by a full moon glow I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp And a catfish line going, bom bom An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire And drink to a sweet swamp song So if you're looking for me, don't even bother When I dip my feet in that Muckalee Creek water Daddy brought me down here when I was a kid Taught me how to bait a crawfish basket From the time I was old enough to walk He had me running down squirrels and rabbits I feel right at home in this neck of the woods If this was all I had, I'd be living good So let the stock market do what it's gonna do Let the dollar go down and gas soar through the roof I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp And a catfish line going, bom bom An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire And drink to a sweet swamp song So if you're looking for me, don't even bother When I dip my feet in that Muckalee Creek water I'm free, and I'm me Being everything that I wanna be Nobody chucking with me, No sign of the city lights Hell with the city lights! Well I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp And a catfish line going, bom bom bom An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire And drink to a sweet swamp song So if you're looking for me, don't even holler When I get my feet in that Muckalee Creek water That Muckalee Creek water