Muckalee Creek Water - Luke Bryan

t flows underneath the 32 bridge.

It cuts through the heart of south Georiga.

Big copper heads, and mean wild pigs.

And gator’s in the weeds, waitin' for ya.

I leave my phone in the truck.

I leave my truck at the road.

My four-wheeler gets me to where I wanna go.

I leave the world behind, I pull my hat down low.

Get back to my roots, by a full moon glow.

I got an old John boat that I stow down there, on them hot summer nights,

When I get a wild hair.

I got a moonshine stash, in a side rest stump.

And a catfish line goin' thump thump

And old tractor tire, when I sit by the fire.

And drink to a sweet swamp song.

So if you’re looking for me, don’t even bother.

When I dip my feet in that Muckalee Creek Water.