Crawfish Alley

[Verse 1]
One road in
One road out
Tunica dust
Delta drawl crowd
Hand-painted sign
On a leaning fence rail
"Y’all get ready
For Crawfish Alley"
Mary’s in sequins
Boots with fake flames
Doug’s in a visor
With his nickname
"Delightfully tacky"
On a homemade shirt
Glitter on his belly
And mud on his work boots
[Chorus]
Crawfish Alley in a small delta town
We throw our heads back
We throw our guards down
Jell-O shots tossed back
Red cups in the air
Suck the head
Pinch the tail
We don’t care
Three decades runnin’
Still loud
Still proud
Crawfish Alley
We’re the wildest crowd
[Verse 2]
Old man Earl
Got a neon crown
Sells his boil
From a rusty brown van
He says
"Thirty years cookin’
Ain’t changed a thing"
Just more wrinkles
More stories
Same sauce
Same sting
Kids chase bubbles
Through the smoke and steam
Somebody’s daddy
Sings off-key on the green
Mardi Gras beads
On a camo vest
Sunday-best sinners
Doin’ what we do best
[Chorus]
Crawfish Alley in a small delta town
We throw our heads back
We throw our guards down
Jell-O shots tossed back
Red cups in the air
Suck the head
Pinch the tail
We don’t care
Three decades runnin’
Still loud
Still proud
Crawfish Alley
We’re the wildest crowd
[Bridge]
April heat on a tin trash can (hey!)
Table piled high
Peel ‘em while you can
Grease on our fingers
Spice in our eyes
Laugh till we’re cryin’
Under blues-country skies
[Chorus]
Crawfish Alley in a small delta town
We throw our heads back
We throw our guards down
Jell-O shots tossed back
Red cups in the air
Suck the head
Pinch the tail
We don’t care
Three decades runnin’
Still loud
Still proud
Crawfish Alley
We’re the wildest crowd
Crawfish Alley
Yeah we wear it loud (oh yeah)
Delightfully tacky
And damn sure proud

Rowdy country-rock groove with swampy slide guitar and loose hi-hat shuffle. Male vocals with a wink; verses laid-back, storytelling drawl, choruses big and shout-along. Barroom piano and harmonica sneak in on turnarounds, gang vocals on the hook, and a raucous breakdown for the last chorus.