[Verse] Down in the swamp where the cypress grow high, Lives a gator mama named Liza Mae Fry. With a shotgun slung and a fierce wild eye, She's the tough swamp queen, ain't no need to try. [Verse 2] Boys from the trailers, they know her well, Whisperin' tales of the times she gave 'em hell. Boots on the banks, they're settin' sail, With Liza Mae Fry leading the trail. [Chorus] Goin' huntin', through the bog and the mist, With Liza Mae Fry, there's no shot they missed. Her laugh echoes through the summer night, Runnin' with gators, givin' the boys a fright. [Verse 3] By the light of the moon, they track the prey, Liza Mae's hushin', "Boys, this is our day." Croc teeth necklace swayin' with each sway, A queen of the wild, this ain’t no child's play. [Verse 4] Moss hanging low, and the water's still, Ain't no critter safe when she's out for the kill. The boys in awe, she's got that thrill, With Liza Mae Fry, it's a rush, a chill. [Chorus] Goin' huntin', through the bog and the mist, With Liza Mae Fry, there's no shot they missed. Her laugh echoes through the summer night, Runnin' with gators, givin' the boys a fright.
