Lyrics:
First verse
Way down in Lou'siana in de low lands, low, Where de swamp is dismal dark an' wet, Dar used to live a Bogie in de long ago, An' dey say dat he is down ‘dar yet. So all you pickaninnies, playin' hookey from de school, Just remember ‘bout de Bogie man, An' when you goes to swim, Best look out for him, For he'll surely catch you if he can.
Chorus
Oh! Oh! I think I hear him comin', Oh! Oh! it's time we should be runnin', Oh! Oh! For he is de Devil's right-hand man. Good Lordy! Oh! Oh! Now beat it quick my brothers, Oh! Oh! Just scoot for home an' mothers, beware, Take care of de big swamp Bogie man, Of de big swamp Bogie man.
