[Intro – Church Organ + Frogs]
[Black water moving slowly]
The river carried a lotta things…
blood.
grief.
ghosts.
names.
[Choir hum rises softly]
But tonight…
it carried me home.
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[Verse 1]
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Knee-deep in the bayou mud tonight,
Moon hung pale in the swamp sky.
Cypress trees bent low like prayer,
Like heaven itself leaned near.
I done walked through Bourbon sins,
Flooded nights and family ghosts within.
Seen the devil in expensive suits,
Seen broken saints survive brutal truths.
Carried rage like inherited chains,
Buried sorrow underneath my name.
But black water got a way somehow
Of pullin’ honesty out your mouth.
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[Hook – Choir + Massive Brass]
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Riverbottom hallelujah…
Raise that sound…
Let redemption rise from the ground.
Riverbottom hallelujah…
Swamp-born grace…
Lord let mercy find this place.
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[Verse 2]
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Thunder rolled through the Spanish moss slow,
Like every ancestor finally spoke.
Grandmama’s hymns drift through the reeds,
Mix with the river and the cypress trees.
And for the first time in my life,
I ain’t run from the storm outside.
I stood still while the rain came hard,
Let it wash old scars from my heart.
Because maybe healing ain’t clean or neat,
Maybe redemption got muddy feet.
Maybe grace feel Southern too—
Weathered, tired, but pushin’ through.
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[Bridge – Spoken + Choir]
The swamp broke me.
Then taught me how to listen.
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Black water sing beneath the night…
Guide these weary souls toward light.
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[Verse 3]
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Now the brass band cry from the river road,
Sound like freedom finally unfold.
Every ghost I feared so long
Almost felt like part of the song.
And maybe the South ain’t cursed at all—
Maybe it just remember too much.
Maybe survival itself holy
When you still choose love after suffering.
So if the river ever call again,
I won’t answer full of shame.
I’ll walk down slow through the candle glow—
Knowin’ I finally know my soul.
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[Final Hook – Full Orchestra + Choir Explosion]
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Riverbottom hallelujah…
Raise them high…
Let the swamp sing to the sky.
Riverbottom hallelujah…
Still I stand…
Louisiana carved this man.
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[Outro – Choir + River Water]
[Thunder fades into calm water]
Down here…
redemption don’t come from leavin’ the swamp.
[Long pause]
It come from survivin’ it.
