Well I've been to alabama
People ain't a whole lot to see
Skinner says it's a real sweet home
But it ain't nothing to me
Charlie daniels will tell
The good lord lives in tennessee ha
But I'm going back to the gator country
Where the wine and the women are free
There's a gator and the bushes he's calling my name
And I say come on boy
You better make it back home again
Many roads I traveled they all kinda look the same
There's a gator and the bushes lord he calling my name
Oh richard bets will tell you
Lord he was born a rambling man
Well he can't ramble on back to georgia
And I won't give it
Elvin bishop out
Strutting his stuff with little miss slick titty boom
But I'm going back to the gator country
And to get me some elbow room
There's a gator in the bushes he's calling my name
And I say come on boy
You better make it back home again
Many roads to travel they all kind of look the same
There's a gate in the bushes lonely calling my name yup
There's marching took a ride in the rainbow
Searching for a pot of gold
Well they can't take the highway baby
And take all they can hold
The outlaw's down in tampa town
It's a mighty fine place to be
They got green grass and got high tides
And it sure looks good to me
There's a gator in the bushes
He's calling my name
And I say come on boy
You better make it back home again
Many roads to travel
They all kind of look the same
There's a gate in the bushes
Lonely calling my name oh
Greater comes