Wood Newton - Champagnole Creek Lyrics

Way down in South Arkansas
Where the great pines grow so tall
Where the land is low and the river wide
That's the place where my heart abides
Where you scratch the mosquito bites
Cottonmouth crawls at night
But we all lived in harmony
It's the closest I ever came to free
And today It's on my mind
The cyprus knees and the great tall pines
Way down where black water flows
Down on that creek called Champagnole
Can't you just smell those fish a frying
Can't you see the wild birds flying
Can't you hear that coon dog tree
Oh it seems so real to me
And today It's on my mind
The cyprus knees and the great tall pines
Way down where black water flows
Down on that creek called Champagnole
So when trouble comes some time
And I need my peace of mind
That's the time when I go
In my mind down Champagnole
And today It's on my mind
The cyprus knees and the great tall pines
Way down where black water flows
Down on that creek called Champagnole
Down on that creek called Champagnole