Down in the bayou, hard-living Cajun SwamplandA black-eyed boy was born and gonna be a big manHe grew like a wild weed and ate snake meat and had live toysA twinkle in his dad's eye and they called him Swamp BoyYeah, what's this sound?It brought young tender Cajun girls from miles aroundYeah, he'd stay a while and leave them with a smile and then he'd paddle his wayHe was his mama's and the devil's bridePride and joy, this earth's shaking, gale quaking, history makingYeah, he's Swamp BoyRaised on a cane rap, he knew every foot of that SwamplandWildcats and gators ran when they saw that mean manAnd papas grabbed their...Gals locked their doors and got their loaded gunsCause Swamp Boy was a lion-loving son of a CajunYeah, what's this sound?And it brought young tender Cajun girls from miles aroundYeah, he'd stay a while and leave them with a smile and then he'd paddle his wayHe was his mama's and the devil's pride and joyThis earth's shaking, gale quaking, history makingYeah, he's Swamp BoyYeah, he's Swamp BoyYeah, he's Swamp BoyYeah, he's Swamp BoyYeah, he's Swamp Boy