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Now Amos Moses was a |
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Cajun He lived by his self in the swamp |
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He hunted alligator for livin' |
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He just knocked em' in the head with a stump |
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Louisiana law gonna get you |
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Amos It ain't legal huntin' alligators down in the swamp boy |
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Now everybody blamed his old man |
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For makin' him mean as a snake |
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When Amos |
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Moses was a boy his daddy'd use him for alligator bait |
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Tie a rope around his neck and throw him in the swamp |
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Alligator bait in the |
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Louisiana bayou |
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Chorus About forty-five minutes south of |
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Thibadoux |
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Louisiana |
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Lived a cat named |
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Doc Milsap and his pretty wife |
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Hanna Well they raised up a son that could eat up his weight in groceries |
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Named him after a man of the cloth |
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Called him |
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Amos Moses |
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Everybody in south |
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Louisiana |
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Said Amos was a helluva man |
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He could trap the biggest and meanest alligator and just use one hand |
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That's all he got left cause a alligator bit it |
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Left arm gone clean up to the elbow |
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Well the sheriff caught wind of |
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Amos In the swamp trappin alligator skins |
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That sheriff went lookin for |
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Amos Boy you know he never come out again |
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I wonder where the |
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Louisiana sheriff went to |
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You can sure get lost in the |
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Louisiana bayou |
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