Letras
Way back up in the woods along the Bogue Chitto
Where the Haymead River meet the Pontchartrain
People tell a story about a Creole maid
Who fell in love with an Indian brave
Late one night when the moon was down
As quiet as the shadow of a bobcat claw
He stole her from their quarters and he hid her in a cane
And they made love 'til the morning and they ran away
For many long days they had to keep her running
Through the muddy swamp bottom and the briarwood
The hounds and the posse and the master just behind 'em
If anybody catch 'em it was him that could
Tell me do you still hear the hounds a-coming?
Tell me will you stand with me 'til the end?
Don't be worried 'cause when we cross the river
We will never come back this way again, no no no no
Way back up in the woods along the Natalbanne River
Near a ferry boat crossing called the Frenchman's Bend
Early one morning there was blood upon the water
When the master caught his daughter and he killed his friend
Tell me do you still hear the hounds a-coming?
Tell me will you stand with me 'til the end?
Don't be worried 'cause when we cross the river
We will never come back this way again, no no no no
Way back up in the woods along the Bogue Chitto
Where the Haymead River meet the Pontchartrain
The spirit of a woman is a-moving on the water
And she keeps on a-calling out an Indian name
Oh the mighty mighty mighty mighty
Mighty man, child