| 作曲 : Link Wray | |
| I was born down in the country | |
| Down where the cotton grows | |
| Turnin' off the main highway | |
| Goin' down that country road | |
| There's a place down in the country | |
| Where the pine trees grow so tall | |
| Walk across that old log bridge | |
| Stretching 'cross Black River Swamp | |
| I can hear them bullfrogs croaking | |
| In the blackness of the night | |
| Calling me back to my childhood | |
| Down here in Black River Swamp | |
| Saw my name carved on a big oak tree | |
| Down there by the fishing hole | |
| And the smell of old Black River | |
| Where the waters are deep and cold | |
| I can hear the hound dogs howlin' | |
| Chasin' that old fox where I used to roam | |
| Down there in the country | |
| Callin' me to Black River Swamp | |
| I can hear them hound dogs howlin' | |
| Chasin' that old fox where I used to roam | |
| Down there in the country | |
| Callin' me to Black River Swamp | |
| I was born in the country | |
| Down where the cotton grows | |
| Turnin' off the main highway | |
| Goin' down that country road | |
| There's a place down in the country | |
| Where the pine trees grow so tall | |
| Go across that log bridge | |
| Stretching 'cross Black River Swamp |
| zuo qu : Link Wray | |
| I was born down in the country | |
| Down where the cotton grows | |
| Turnin' off the main highway | |
| Goin' down that country road | |
| There' s a place down in the country | |
| Where the pine trees grow so tall | |
| Walk across that old log bridge | |
| Stretching ' cross Black River Swamp | |
| I can hear them bullfrogs croaking | |
| In the blackness of the night | |
| Calling me back to my childhood | |
| Down here in Black River Swamp | |
| Saw my name carved on a big oak tree | |
| Down there by the fishing hole | |
| And the smell of old Black River | |
| Where the waters are deep and cold | |
| I can hear the hound dogs howlin' | |
| Chasin' that old fox where I used to roam | |
| Down there in the country | |
| Callin' me to Black River Swamp | |
| I can hear them hound dogs howlin' | |
| Chasin' that old fox where I used to roam | |
| Down there in the country | |
| Callin' me to Black River Swamp | |
| I was born in the country | |
| Down where the cotton grows | |
| Turnin' off the main highway | |
| Goin' down that country road | |
| There' s a place down in the country | |
| Where the pine trees grow so tall | |
| Go across that log bridge | |
| Stretching ' cross Black River Swamp |
| zuò qǔ : Link Wray | |
| I was born down in the country | |
| Down where the cotton grows | |
| Turnin' off the main highway | |
| Goin' down that country road | |
| There' s a place down in the country | |
| Where the pine trees grow so tall | |
| Walk across that old log bridge | |
| Stretching ' cross Black River Swamp | |
| I can hear them bullfrogs croaking | |
| In the blackness of the night | |
| Calling me back to my childhood | |
| Down here in Black River Swamp | |
| Saw my name carved on a big oak tree | |
| Down there by the fishing hole | |
| And the smell of old Black River | |
| Where the waters are deep and cold | |
| I can hear the hound dogs howlin' | |
| Chasin' that old fox where I used to roam | |
| Down there in the country | |
| Callin' me to Black River Swamp | |
| I can hear them hound dogs howlin' | |
| Chasin' that old fox where I used to roam | |
| Down there in the country | |
| Callin' me to Black River Swamp | |
| I was born in the country | |
| Down where the cotton grows | |
| Turnin' off the main highway | |
| Goin' down that country road | |
| There' s a place down in the country | |
| Where the pine trees grow so tall | |
| Go across that log bridge | |
| Stretching ' cross Black River Swamp |
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