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Raised up on stilts above the swamps and the mud

Sits a little bar called the Bubblin' Sud

Come down for a drink this Halloween

I’ll show you something your eyes ain’t never seen

On Halloween night twenty years ago

There come a band in a bus just to play a show

They called themselves the Greasy Skillet Boys

They didn’t make the show but they sure made some noise

Just near the bar around Jack Knife Bend

Their bus met a transport head to head

There was banjos and fiddles all over the road

But they never found the bodies so the story goes

The very next year on the very same day

The Greasy Skillet Boys showed to play

Folks go wild for them around here

And they play the Bubblin' Sud every single year

They get up on stage and let ‘er rip

All the people start dancing and shaking their hips

Ain’t nothing like a band of the living dead

Come dawn’s early light they’ll be gone again

A hard wind will start blowing come twelve o’clock

Then the bottles start shaking in behind the bar

A cool grey fog will cover the floor

Then you know The Greasy Skillet Boys are ready to go

They come floating through the door with weeds in their hair

Spiders and slugs crawling everywhere

The bass will start thumping, the banjo will ring

And there’ll be crawdad’s hanging from the guitar strings

Even though their mostly just skin and bones

All the barroom ladies want to take them home

Between songs they’ll be drinking Old Crow

You can hear it splashing off their rib cage bones

They’ll play all night if you can stand the smell

Comes dawn’s early light they’ll be back in hell

You’ll be shouting for more as they’re packing their gear

But you’re gonna have to wait just another year

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