Black Water Haddy lived back in the swamp
Where the strange green reptiles crawl.
Snakes hung thick from the cypress trees
Like sausage on a smoke house wall.
Well, the swamp was alive with a thousand eyes
And all of 'em watching you.
Stay off the track to Haddy's shack
In the back of the black bayou.

Way up the road from Haddy's shack
Lies a sleepy little ogre-trogre town
Talk of swamp witch Haddy'd lock you in
When the sun gone down.
Rumours of what she'd done, rumours of what she'd do
Kept folks off the track of Haddy's shack
In the back of the black bayou.

One day brought the rain, the rain stayed on
And the swamp water overflowed.
Skeeters and the fever grabbed the town like a fist
Doc Jackson was the first to go.
Some said the plague was brought by Haddy
There was talk of a hanging too.
But the talk got shackled by the howls and the cackles
From the bowels of the black bayou.

Early one morn, 'tween dark and dawn
When shadows filled the sky.
There came an unseen caller on a town
Where the hope'd run dry.
In the square there was found a big black round
Vat full of gurgling brew.
Whispering sounds as the folks gathered round.
It came from the black bayou!

Ain't much pride when you're trapped inside
A slowing sinking ship.
Scooped up the liquid deep and green
And the whole town took a sip.
Fever went away and the very next day
The skies again were blue.
Let's thanks old Haddy for saving our town
We'll fetch her from the black bayou.

Party of ten of the town's best men
Headed for Haddy's shack.
Said swamp witch magic was useful and good
And they goin' bring Haddy back.
They never found Haddy, and they never found the shack,
They never made a trip back in.
Cos a parchment note they found tacked to a stump, said
Don't come looking again!