"Blind Bats And Swamp Rats" lyrics - GREGG ALLMAN

New Orleans, red beans, Mardi Gras
Feel like acu mais, French quarters,
Okra stew, Voodoo, Basin bonge
Old lady, red ripe tomatoes, comme ci comme ca

Blind bats, swamp rats
Breedin' down in Mississippi bottoms
Singing comme ci va, the juries out
If you lose, the judge says we die

They tried to get him off with life
But how can that be
'Cause if they get him off with life
It's death for you and me

Cajun man cutting sugar cane
Went home one night early
Singing la da di da
Their house gone too far
The night was setting up surely

I'll bake a pie 'cause I'm sure she'll get high
And maybe when I do
She'll realize by the look in my eyes
I want my oppo voodoo

He stepped on his porch as he approached
And heard the bayou insurance man
Say never you tell him that you are sick
So we can get together again

One swing of his knife,
Got the insurance man and wife
He laid them over in the yard
Somebody call the Parrish sheriff
They took him to Tulane and Broad

They tried to get him off with life
But how can that be
'Cause if they get him off with life
You know it's death for you and me

Blind bats, swamp rats
Waiting on the Cajun man
Blind bats, swamp rats
Waiting on the Cajun man

Down in Mississippi bottoms
He knews they got him

Blind bats, swamp rats
Waiting on the Cajun man
[Repeat to fade]