Now, I don't move too fast, and my talk is kinda slow

I'm from the swamps, and I like to stomp to Cotton Eye Joe

Now, I work hard all week, when it comes Saturday night

I go downtown and cruise around in my four-wheel drive, that's right

With mud flaps

Sometimes I like to slow dance, and I hold my woman tight

'Cause you can't get nothing done if you stand apart and sling your arms and all

That's right

Now, I see a lot of people, and they think they're where it's at

But you know the times, they are a-changing when soul brothers wear cowboy hats

That's right

But there's still a lot of cowboys who don't mind biting the dust

They ride Brahman bulls and bucking broncs, and they don't want no fuss

But now they're everywhere you look, and though it may sound strange

They ride Coup de Villes down to Cutter Bills, and overnight, they can ride the range

I heard that

All right

I was down in the swamps one night, singing to the moon

When an alligator crawled up to me and said, "Hey, I like that tune"

He started to twist and shake his tail, thought he was having a fit

And my fingers were starting to hurt like hell, but he wouldn't let me quit

He said, "Keep on"

"It's been a long time since I wanted to dance, could you please give me some more?"

A-one, two, three, four, you can't alligator till you get down on the floor

That's right

That's right