(Ed King - Ronnie VanZant). Going down to the swamp. Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon. Well I'm going down to the swamp. Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon. You know the hounddog make-a music. On a summer night under a full moon. Lord fetch my cane pole mama. Gonna catch a bream or maybe two. Lord fetch my cane pole mama. Gonna catch a bream or maybe two. And when the hound dog start barkin'. Sounds like ol' Son House singin' the blues. (chorus). Hound dog sing that. Swamp swamp swamp swamp music. Swamp swamp swamp swamp music. When the hound dog starts singin'. I ain't got them big ol' city blues. Well hey pretty mama. Lord just take that city hike. Said go ahead pretty mama. Lord just take your city hike. Well I'd rather live with the hound dogs. For the rest of my natural born life. (chorus). Singing that. Swamp swamp swamp swamp music. Swamp swamp swamp swamp music. Well I'd rather live with the hounddogs. For the rest of my natural born life. Well I'd wanna live with the hound dogs. For the rest of my natural born life.