Story Behind The Song
Singer has a challenging commute through the swamp, slips by a mojo queen, and makes it home. Accepts his fate daily because that's the way it is.
Song Description
Swamp pop feel with acoustic guitars lyrical story, and eerie vibe.
| Song Length |
3:00 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana, Rock - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Nervous, Anxious |
Subject |
Fear, Determination |
| Similar Artists |
unknown |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
The wind was talking, the moon was dark and
I couldn't see a guiding light
I was full of fear for a hoodoo there
Out on the bayou that night
I held on tight to my black cat bone
Shimmy and shaking I wasn't alone
Step by step just making my way back home
Making my way back home
When you live in this world that's just the way it goes
Making my way back home
Nothing is easy but that's just the way it goes
Now under that tree lives a Mojo Queen
Spanish moss hanging from her head to her knees
No one goes to see her but I think I remember
A Snakeskin Cowboy slipping out of her dreams
Nothing's always right, nothing's ever wrong
When she ain't looking I ease on along
Step by step just making my way back home
Making my way back home
When you live in this world that's just the way it goes
Making my way back home
Nothing is easy but that's just the way it . . .
Making my way back home
When you live in this world that's just the way it goes
Making my way back home
Nothing is easy but that's just the way it goes