Sous Creek

Yeah… yeah

Woodsboro sun risin’

Handlebars rattlin’ down that dusty street

Kid on a bike in the Texas heat

Fishing pole bouncin’, tackle box swingin’

Cicadas in the trees all singin’

Corn in a jar and a line in the breeze

Headed for the shade of Sous Creek trees

Mission River bend where the water runs slow

That’s the only place I wanna go

Line in the water, time standin’ still

Wide Texas sky over the hill

Sous Creek, Sous Creek

Sun on my face and mud on the creek

Piggy perch bitin’, bobber dip slow

Livin’ that small-town summer glow

Sous Creek, Sous Creek

Gar rollin’ wild in the brown back deep

Red and drum and a catfish fight

Yeah that river raised me right

Piggy perch wigglin’ on the hook just right

Gar start thrashin’ like a dynamite bite

Line goes tight and the rod bends low

Hear my young heart thunderin’ go

Dragonflies drift in the afternoon air

Old tackle box and a folding chair

Didn’t need money, didn’t need much

Just that river and a lucky touch

Sun turnin’ gold through the cedar trees

River hummin’ back at me

Sous Creek, Sous Creek

Sun on my face and mud on the creek

Piggy perch bitin’, bobber dip slow

Livin’ that small-town summer glow

Sous Creek, Sous Creek

Gar rollin’ wild in the brown back deep

Red and drum and a catfish fight

Yeah that river raised me right

Years roll by but I still can see

That kid on a bike ridin’ free

Corn bait jar and a line to cast

Fishin’ for a piece of the past

Sous Creek, Sous Creek

Sun on my face and mud on the creek

Piggy perch bitin’, bobber dip slow

Livin’ that small-town summer glow

Sous Creek, Sous Creek

Gar rollin’ wild in the brown back deep

Red and drum and a catfish fight

Yeah that river raised me right

Whoa-oh… Sous Creek

Take me back… Sous Creek

Yeah… Woodsboro summer nights