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John Fogerty
"Wicked Old Witch" lyrics

Wicked Old Witch

Well way down yonder
In the deep blue holler
Yeah way back in the swamp
Where the snakes go crawling

Shriveled old lady
With a tombstone mouth
Scaring up trouble
At the haunted house

Flying across the moon
On a big old stick
Everybody afraid
Of the wicked old witch

When sun goes down
And moon gets high
You can hear her cackling
Out in the night

Well-a sinners and gamblers
And gunslingers too
Everybody scatters
When the witch comes through

Flying across the moon
On a big old stick
Everybody afraid
Of the wicked old witch

Saturday night
And the wind begins to howl
You can bet that old swamp witch
Is out on the prowl

Creatures and goblins
Spooks all around
Making their way up
The road into town

Flying across the moon
On a big old stick
Everybody afraid
Of the wicked old witch