I've been to Alabama, people a whole lot to see Skynyrd it's a real sweet home but it ain't nothing to me Charlie Daniels tell you the good lord lives in Tennessee, ha But I'm going back to gator country the wine and the women are free
There's a gator in the bushes, calling my name And a saying come on boy, you better make it back home There's many roads I've traveled but they all of look the same a gator in the bushes, lord, he calling my name
Old Richard Betts will tell ya lord he was born a man Well he can ramble back to Georgia but I won't a damn Elvin Bishop out struttin his with little miss slick titty boom But I'm back to gator country to get me some elbow room
a gator in the bushes he's calling my name And saying come on boy, you better it back home again There's many roads I've but they all kinda look the same There's a gator in the bushes, lord, he my name. yep
There's Tucker riding a rainbow searching for a pot of gold Well they can take the highway, baby, and they can take all they can The outlaws down in Tampa town a mighty fine place to be They got green grass and got high tides and sure good to me
There's a gator in the bushes, calling my name Saying come on boy, you better make it back again There's so many roads I've traveled but they all look the same There's a gator in the , lord, he's calling my name
Oh country A little bit of that chomp