Ben Johnson's Creek lyrics

CHORUS: Nobody told us we should steer clear There's mud on our feet and the grass It tastes like turpentine Down at Ben Johnson's Creek There's a broken pipeline that spills into the water We go out walking one day And a couple of mean old boys come up to us and say Ben Johnson's now public domain We tried to pay him off but all he wanted was to stay REPEAT CHORUS We like Ben Johnson's place There's white table grapes and his mother planted these Now all these willows will go Ben Johnson held out as long as a body can hold REPEAT CHORUS Down at Ben Johnson's Creek There's a broken pipeline that spills into the water