 Good job! Charlie Daniels! What if you ever go back in need to creep around on the ground And to say the ghost of Lucius Clay gets up and he walks around and conceiving Never would've listened to nobody else and I couldn't There's some things in this world you just can't explain Well, the old man lived in the woolly swamp way back in Boogerwood And he never had done a lot of harm in the world, but he never did do no good People didn't think too much of him, they all thought he acted funny Old man didn't care about people anyway, all he cared about was his money He'd stuff it all down in the mason jars and bury it all around And on certain nights if the moon was right, he'd dig it up out of the ground And then he'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack and run his fingers through it Yeah, Lucius Clay was a greedy old man, that's all that there was to it But I couldn't believe it, just had to find out for myself And I couldn't conceive it, never would've listened to nobody else And I couldn't believe it, just had to find out for myself There's some things in this world you just can't explain Kegel Boys was white trash, they lived over on Carver's Creek And they were mean as a snake, sneaky as a cat and belligerent when they'd speak One night the oldest brother said, y'all meet me in the woolly swamp later We'll take old Lucius' money and we'll feed him to the alligators Found the old man out in the back with a shovel in his hand Thirteen rusty mason jars, he just dug up out of the sand And they all went crazy and they beat the old man and they picked him up off the ground And then they threw him in the swamp and stood there and laughed as the black water sucked him down And then they turned around and went back to the shack and picked up the money and ran Hadn't gone nowhere when they realized that they were running in quicksand And they're struggling to scream but they couldn't get away just before they went under They could hear that old man laughing in a voice as loud as thunder It's been fifty years ago and you can go by there yet There's a spot in the yard in the back of that shack where the ground is always wet And on certain nights if the moon is right down by that dark footpath You can hear three young men screaming and you can hear one old man laugh You ever go back in the woolly swamp where you better not go at night Things out there in the middle of the woods will make a strong man die for pride Things that crawl and things that fly and things that creep around on the ground And to say the ghost of Lucius Clay gets up and he walks around but he couldn't believe it Just had to find out for myself and I couldn't conceive it Never would've listened to nobody else and I couldn't believe it Just had to find out for myself There's some things in this world you just can't explain Some things in this world you just can't explain Thank you, thank you County I'd like to say that it's a real honor for me to be here I appreciate the invitation Here's an old song Cause I ain't asking nobody for nothing If I can't get it on my own You don't like the way I'm living You just leave this long-haired country boy long Preach a man talking on TV Putting down the rock and roll Wants me to send a donation Cause he's worried about my soul Said Jesus walked on the water I know that it's true Sometimes I think that preacher man I'd like to do a little walking too Cause I ain't asking nobody for nothing If I can't get it on my own You don't like the way I'm living You just leave this long-haired country boy long Poor girl wants to marry A rich girl wants to flirt A rich man goes to college While a poor man goes to work Drunkard wants another drink of wine And the politician wants to vote I don't want much and nothing at all But I will take another toke Cause I ain't asking nobody If I can't get it on my own You don't like the way I'm living You just leave this long-haired country boy long Well I changed the ground The switch is running right on time And if Tucker boys are cooking They're lying People now in Florida Can't be still One of the Leonard's killers Picking down in Jacksonville People now in Georgia company They're in Florida Here's Richard Bitts Picking on that red guitar It's a gather round Gather round, children, get down Get down, children, get loud If you feel loud here, be proud You can be proud here And I'll be proud of you, a rebel Sass gon' do it again Fishin' settin' on a fell I have any shokin' playin' there ZZ top and you can't forget Old brother Willis gettin' so gettin' wet All the good people down in Tennessee Are diggin' barefoot Jerry And a CD bass Get a round Gather round, children, get down Y'all can get down, children, get loud You can be loud here and be proud You can be proud here And I'll be proud of you, a rebel Sass gon' do it again Down to Georgia He was looking for a soul to steal He was in a bind Cause he was way behind And he was willing to make a deal When he came across this young man Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot And the devil jumped and went A hicker stump and said Boy, let me tell you what You probably didn't even know it But I'm a fiddle player too If you care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you Now you play pretty good fiddle, boy But let's give the devil this deal I bet a fiddle of gold To get your soul to think I'm better than you Boy, I said my name's Johnny And it might be a sin But I'm gon' take that bet And you're goin' great Cause I'm the best that's ever been Johnny rosin' up your bow And play your fiddle hard Cause hell broke loops in Georgia And the devil deals the cards And if you and you Get this shiny fiddle made of gold But if you and your devil Get your soul The devil's case and he said I'll start to show it Firefully from his fingertips As he rosin' up his bow And then he pulled his bow across the strings And it made an evil hiss Then a band of demons joined in That sounded something like this The devil finished Johnny said You know you're a pretty good old son But if you'll just flop down there In that easy chair Oh, Johnny's gon' show you How this is done Fire on the mountain, run the boys run It's in the house of the rising sun Red pen picking out dough Like no chalo The devil bowed his head He laid that golden fiddle on the ground That Johnny speaks Johnny said, devil, just come on back If you ever want to try again I done told you, weren't you son of a bitch I'm the best that's ever been Played fire on the rising sun Red pen picking out dough It may be hard for some of us To agree on some things But I think I speak for everyone here When I say that Charlie Daniels We thank you for sharing your talent with us Now, Charlie came here on very short notice And he couldn't bring his band with him But you know, we're always prepared We flew them in from the Persian Gulf Those who may not know Charlie does have a band That had walked away with dozens of awards Including Grammys And he has performed in 50 states In a number of foreign lands He's been named instrumentalist of the year More than once by the Academy of Country Music And this isn't the first benefit he's done He has made his talent available For worthy causes Including the fact that he has been heard By an audience estimated 100 million people In the voice of America In which his music has been played Now, this has been a fine evening And I also want to express Thanks to some generous folks From the seafood industry We've had quite a meal Back when I was a kid In the middle of the country Out there in the Midwest The only fish you had was What you could catch down at the river Life was uncomplicated then Like dealing with the Congress Seriously though I want to thank each one of you for being here This democratic system of ours Relies on goodwill Between those of differing political opinions This year we go out to do battle In the political arena And I know we will In keeping with the finest traditions We'll do that The finest traditions of the democratic government That, of course, is Democrat with a small D But it's been a pleasure to have all of you As our guests And once again I want to thank the one and only Charlie Daniels For giving it his time To come here and entertain us As royally as he has And to thank these gentlemen from the Navy For what they have contributed also Thank you again God bless you Thank you, Mr. President Well, I could say I played with them Nice to be here as all of us are I'm not me I was not me I was not Missed me