Creek Cats

Hey people, can't you hear that sound?
Hey people, can't you hear that sound?
There's some no-good in the makin' and the
Creek Cats are on the prowl
When the whippoorwills cry, it means you're already dead
When the whippoorwills cry, it means you're already dead
They get spooked into your house now they're lighting on the post of your bed

They'll bust your back door down
They'll bust your back door down
They'll bust your back door down
They'll bust your back door down
They'll bust your back door down
Now they're climbing up the post of your bed

When the blue moon's high
You know the creek waters flood
Yeah, when the blue moon's high
You know the creek waters flood
That's a sure sign of death
You can read it in the tracks in the mud

They'll bust your back door down
They'll bust your back door down
They'll bust your back door down
They'll bust your back door down
They'll bust your back door down
Now they're lighting on the post of your bed