Em Gumbo John was a swamperA7 He had a small cafeB7 Em a little ol shack just outside of Baton RougeEm A7 Everyone around said that you had it madeB7 Em if you where looking for the right kind of foodA Em You just lay back and you let the evening comeB7 Em out on the backporch with Gumbo JohnEm A7 me and the boys in the band where needin a breakB7 Em we were covered in road dust and the homesick bluesEm A7 So we decided to stop and spend a few daysB7 A7 Peel a few crawdads... check out the brewA7 Em Southern culture on the skids but it sure is funB7 Em out on the back porch with Gumbo JohnEm A7 He had an alligator named Clyde out back in a little streamB7 Em He said boy boys he's a friend of mine but he's still real meanEm A7 He said 'You know I used to play the guitar myself'B7 Em He held ut his hand and he'd just two fingers leftEm A7 It was feeding time one evening amd he'd had a few beers B7 Em...stop! guess he got a little too close cause one CHOMP ( muted rhythm ) Em and ol' Clyde he ended his musical careerA7 Em but he can still rear back and play that Jolie BlondeB7 Em out on the back porch at Gumbo John'sA7 Em You just lay back and let the evening comeB7 Em Out on the back porch at Gumbo John's
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