Lucky fishing hole

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Tribute to my smilindog swamp witch guitar.Lucky Fishing HoleGot up before the rooster called meBefore freight train started backDug my crawlers the night beforeLike a good county boy before he headed out the doorI feel the cold mud slap my feetAlong the path I have to goA secret pass down generationsCalled the lucky fishing holeSmell the sweet Spanish mossMagic vapor of the emerald swampEyes are watching every step I takeListen for any stick that would breakHouse lights flickering through the woodSmell of something cooking goodI know a witch whose spell is hotShe’ll turn back time or make it stopThe memoriesOf how it used to beCome to the BayouAnd you will see

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  • Thanks Uncle John : P

  • Timed Wolf,  I feel lucky with my growling swampdog guitar!

  • Good song. Dylan meets the blues man meets the Swamp dog.

  • Lucky fishing dawgeeeeeeeeeeee

  • Sharp looking Kitty...ooh!

    Thanks Nancy Kat!

    Thanks Jim!

  • Now that is some fine Witch!!! She looks amazing and sounds wicked cool!!!! Meeeowwwwww^..^306526197?profile=RESIZE_1024x1024

  • Good stuff!

  • Thanks for the kind words everyone, very fun instrument to play.

  • Swampy goodness there smilingdog1

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