Swampy Nights

**Title: Swampy Nights**

(Verse 1)  
Down in the bayou where the moonlight shines,  
Whispers in the breeze and a bottle of wine.  
With a beat on the drum and a song in the air,  
We’re dancin’ in the shadows, without a single care.  

(Chorus)  
Oh, let the good times roll, let the river flow,  
In the heart of Louisiana where the wild things grow.  
With a pulse like the bayou and a soul full of heat,  
We’ll sway to the rhythm of the Creole beat.  

(Verse 2)  
Frogs singin’ softly under cypress trees,  
Fireflies twinkle like stars in the breeze.  
Crawfish and gumbo on the table set right,  
We’re laughin’ and singin’ through the warm southern night.  

(Chorus)  
Oh, let the good times roll, let the river flow,  
In the heart of Louisiana where the wild things grow.  
With a pulse like the bayou and a soul full of heat,  
We’ll sway to the rhythm of the Creole beat.  

(Bridge)  
Banjo strummin’, fiddle playin’ loud,  
Get lost in the music, come join the crowd.  
From Baton Rouge to New Orleans street,  
This Southern spirit can’t be beat.  

(Chorus)  
Oh, let the good times roll, let the river flow,  
In the heart of Louisiana where the wild things grow.  
With a pulse like the bayou and a soul full of heat,  
We’ll sway to the rhythm of the Creole beat.  

(Outro)  
So come on, my friends, let’s dance till we’re free,  
In this land of the brave, where we’re meant to be.  
With the stars up above and the love all around,  
In Louisiana’s heart, our joy can be found.

Louisiane, country, live