Gator Milk Man - Dark Country Boy
Swamp shoes sticking in the muck of the heat
Got a grin full of trouble and a jaw full of teeth
Mud drifts quick but the move stays slow
Where the gator milk flows and the outlaws go
Gator milk man, yeah he's the plan
Grimy outlaw got a bottle in hand
Sip it down quick, taste the bite, the burn
Gator milk man never waits his turn
He's got a vest made of scales and a hat with a tilt
His boots kick rhythm like the swamp is built
Prowling the bayou with a swagger so slick
Every sip's a gamble, every step's a trick
Bottles clink in the dead of night
He's a shadow in the pale moonlight
Gator milk man, yeah he's the plan
Grimy outlaw got a bottle in hand
Sip it down quick, taste the bite, the burn
Gator milk man never waits his turn
Gator milk man
Is it poison, potion, elixir or a crime?
He don't answer, he don't care
He just drinks it every time
Gator milk man, yeah he's the plan
Grimy outlaw got a bottle in hand
Sip it down quick, taste the bite, the burn
Gator milk man never waits his turn
Gator milk man