Ayup
I'm goin' down east
I'm goin' under

Gonna fill my boots
With the rain & thunder
From Ammonoosuc

Down to Chicopee
I'm gonna ride this river
Right to the sea


I ain't no punk (ain't no punk)
Just a little bit stanky (a little bit stanky)

I got the funk (I got the funk)
I'm a swamp yankee (swamp yankee)
Swamp yankee

Yes I am swamp yankee

Y'see my grandpa

He's a half Pequot
Scrapin' a livin'
From a lobster pot

He was raised
By the mooncussers
Methodist deacons

Them turkey buzzards
Grew a family
Of his own

Put down roots
In a field of stone


He ain't no punk (ain't no punk)
Just a little bit cranky (a little bit cranky)
He got the funk (he got the funk)

Of a swamp yankee (swamp yankee)
Swamp yankee
Ah yes he is yes he is

Swamp yankee
Hey ayuh


It's been hardscrabble
Since the mill shut down
But I'm a barnacle

On the edge of town
I built this trailer (oh yes he did)
In the sand

So let the tide come in I don't care
I'm a lobster man


I ain't no punk (ain't no punk)
Just a little bit stanky (a little bit stanky)
I got the funk (I got the funk)

I'm a swamp yankee (swamp yankee)
I got a yard fulla junk (yard fulla junk)
Ain't nothin' swanky (nothin' swanky)

I got the funk (I got the funk)
I'm a I'm a I'm a I'm a
I'm a swamp yankee

Oh nothin' but a swamp yankee
Yes I am now lookit baby
I got the claw

Of a lobstermon
And when I go to work
I get the job done

Tell ya I got the claw
Of nothin' but a swamp yankeemon....


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