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Karaokê Swamp Witch - Jim Stafford

Esta música é uma versão de Swamp Witch, popularizada por Jim Stafford

Formatos incluídos:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Com sua compra, você poderá baixar o vídeo quantas vezes quiser em todos esses formatos.

Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 82 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Rém

Duração: 03:54 - Visualizar: 01:57

Ano de lançamento: 1974
Estilos: Rock, Country, Em inglês
Autor Original: Jim Stafford

Todos os arquivos disponíveis para download são playbacks, e não as músicas originais.

Letra Swamp Witch

Black water Hattie lived back in the swamp where the strange green reptiles crawl
Snakes hang thick from the cypress trees like sausage on a smokehouse wall
Where the swamp is alive with a thousand eyes and all of them watchin' you
Stay off the track to Hattie's shack in the back of the Black Bayou
Way up the road from Hattie's shack lies a sleepy little
Okeechobee town
Talk of swamp witch
Hattie lock you in when the sun go down
Rumors of what she'd done
Rumors of what she'd do
Kept folks off the track of Hattie's shack in the back of the Black Bayou
One day brought the rain and the rain stayed on and the swamp water overflowed
'Skeeters and the fever grabbed the town like a fist
Doc Jackson was the first to go
Some say the plague was brought by Hattie
There was talk of a hangin' too
But the talk got shackled by the howls and the cackles from the bowels of the Black Bayou
Early one morn' 'tween dark and dawn when shadows fill the sky
There came an unseen caller on a town where hope had run dry
In the square there was found a big black round vat full of gurglin' brew
Whisperin' sounds as the folk gathered 'round
It came from the Black Bayou
There ain't much pride when you're trapped inside a slowly sinkin' ship
They scooped up the liquid deep and green and the whole town took a sip
Fever went away and the very next day the skies again were blue
Let's thank old Hattie for savin' our town
We'll fetch her from the Black Bayou
Party of ten of the town's best men headed for Hattie's shack
Said Swamp Witch magic was useful and good and they're gonna bring
Hattie back
Never found Hattie and they never found the shack
Never made the trip back in
There was a parchment note they found tacked to a stump
Said Don't come lookin' again

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