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Gumbo John was a swamper
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He had a small cafe
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a little ol shack just outside of Baton Rouge
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Everyone around said that you had it made
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if you where looking for the right kind of food
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You just lay back and you let the evening come
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out on the backporch with Gumbo John
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me and the boys in the band where needin a break
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we were covered in road dust and the homesick blues
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So we decided to stop and spend a few days
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Peel a few crawdads... check out the brew
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Southern culture on the skids but it sure is fun
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out on the back porch with Gumbo John
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He had an alligator named Clyde out back in a little stream
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He said boy boys he's a friend of mine but he's still real mean
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He said 'You know I used to play the guitar myself'
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He held ut his hand and he'd just two fingers left
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It was feeding time one evening amd he'd had a few beers
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guess he got a little too close cause one CHOMP
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and ol' Clyde he ended his musical career
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but he can still rear back and play that Jolie Blonde
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out on the back porch at Gumbo John's
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You just lay back and let the evening come
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Out on the back porch at Gumbo John's
