[Intro] Don't y'all sit down. We ain't near done. Now this next one — my mama told me never to sing it. Mama ain't here. Cleo — count it. [Verse 1] He come around in a flat-bottom boat Whiskey on his breath and a knife in his coat Told my sister she was pretty, told my mama she was old Told me things a decent man don't hold Come back Sunday, come back Monday night Come back Tuesday lookin' for a fight Third time knockin' and the porch light died And the parish ain't seen him since [Chorus] Somethin' went under and it never come up The moss don't talk and the mud don't budge Ask the parish, ask the law, ask the preacher if he slept — Ain't nobody gettin' back what the water kept [Verse 2] Sheriff come askin' 'bout a man gone missin' Boat found floatin' with the motor still hissin' Said now Dell, you was the last one seen — (I said sheriff, that's between me and the green) Said folks been talkin' up and down the bayou — (Let 'em talk, they got nothin' else to do) Said girl, don't make me drag that water — (Mister, be my guest. She don't give nothin' back) [Chorus] Somethin' went under and it never come up The moss don't talk and the mud don't budge Ask the parish, ask the law, ask the preacher if he slept — Ain't nobody gettin' back what the water kept [Verse 3] Now I ain't sayin' what I did or didn't And I ain't sayin' where a body's hidden I'm sayin' that swamp been eatin' men Since 'fore my grandmama's grandmama's kin The water don't judge and the water don't tell The water just rises and the water swells And the good Lord made it deep and wide For a reason He ain't told nobody yet [Bridge] There's a choir down there. Every man the bayou ever swallowed. Singin' all night long. That's who we're named for. That's who we sing for. [Chorus] Somethin' went under and it never come up! The moss don't talk and the mud don't budge! Ask the parish, ask the law, ask the preacher if he slept — Ain't nobody gettin' back what the water kept! Somethin' went under and it never come up! The moss don't talk and the mud don't budge! I made my peace, I made my bed, I made my grave and wept — Ain't nobody gettin' back what the water kept! [Outro — full speed, no slowin' down, one hard stop on the last word, crowd roar]
