[Instrumental] [Intro] [fingerpicked acoustic guitar with alternating bass line] [Main Theme] [second acoustic guitar enters with melodic accents] [syncopated fingerstyle pattern continues] [Outro] [sustained final chord on both guitars] [Verse 1 - Soft ghostly vocals] I'm a product of the silt, where the cabins are built On the stilts in the muck, out of money and guilt Bucket full of bait, sitting on the river bank Spinning heavy reels, pulling shadows from the filth And I’m biting down pride from the dawn till the moon creeps around the bend Hear the bullfrog chorus when the sun goes down, oh no my friend Ain't a single paved road to this side of town, Just a pocket full of hope and a copper-line still If it ain't the humidity that breaks ya then the blackwater will Got the fan-boat humming through the duckweed green Finest piece of iron that you ever seen Skin tough like a gator, eyes sharp like a hawk We don't do a lot of running, If ya know what I mean [Chorus - Soft airy ghostly vocals] They're bound to sink and we're born to float Driftin' down a blackwater road But we keep on floating, rollin' strong 'Til the engine won't blow no more 'Cause I got a warrior's soul And a mind like a hurricane storm Yeah, we live in the deep, where the shadows roam And we're home here in the swamp Yeah, down this blackwater road [Verse 2 - Soft ghostly vocals] Look at you, city-slicker tourist with a shiny new pole, steppin' here into the swamp, here take a cut of my hole But the current is heavy and the delta is deep, you are never gone be ready for the secrets we keep Got the Spanish moss hanging like a ghost in the trees, choking out the breeze, driving folks to insanity We don't care about the radar, don't care what you say, we are washing all our sins in Atchafalaya Bay From the brackish backwater to the sudden levee breaks, you better watch for the timber and the cottonmouth snakes Pop the top on the jar, let the generator crank, you are messing with monsters when you take!!! These Blackwater Roads [Chorus - Soft airy ghostly vocals] They're bound to sink and we're born to float Driftin' down a blackwater road But we keep on floatin', rollin' strong 'Til the engine won't blow no more 'Cause I got a warrior's soul And a mind like a hurricane storm Yeah, we live in the deep, where the shadows roam And we're home here in the swamp Yeah, down this blackwater road [Verse 3 - Fast-paced ghostly vocals, energetic instrumentation] So let the floodwaters rise, let the cypress trees drank We are baptized here off the bank of the lake Inherited the grit and the bone-deep pride From the old-timers running off the evening tide They can try to drain the basin, try to pave it all down But you won't tame the ghosts in a floatin' town Keep your neon lights and your concrete floors We belong to the wild where bald eagles soar!!! When the final day comes and the levee breaks from force We'll be floating on as the water chooses course! [Chorus - Soft airy ghostly vocals] They're bound to sink and we're born to float Driftin' down a blackwater road But we keep on floatin', rollin' strong 'Til the engine won't blow no more 'Cause I got a warrior soul And a mind like a hurricane storm Yeah, we live in the deep, where the shadows roam And we're home here in the swamp Yeah, down a blackwater road [Outro] [Fast-paced fading whisper] In the muddy bogs... Watch the water creep... On this blackwater road of the swamp. [Fade out]
