Got my beer.
Got my bait.
Blastin’ off on this lake.
God damn, the snakes hangin’ in my shade.
God damn, the gators creepin’ in off the banks.
Dixie Wizard treading black waters.
Two fifty horsepower.
Hot foot down on that floor.
Haulin’ through the swamps.
Haulin’ ass through the trees.
Great Gods of Dixie watchin’ over me.
Dixie Wizards treading black waters.
I’m a low down, southern man. Don’t tread on me.
This god damn Dixie Wizard gonna set me free.
I’m a low down southern man. Don’t fuck with me.
This god damn Dixie Wizard cast a spell on me.
Good sound for a road trip !!! The stoner rock atmosphere as relaxed as driving on the open road while the wind blows your head clear through the car window. Stephan