Billy Joe's Battle (Country by A.I)

Lyrics:
His boots stuck in the mud, hat pulled down 'gainst the sun
A whisper of a legend, the battle just begun
'Neath the weepin' willow, he set his fearless eyes
A shadow 'neath the water, a beast of a size
Took a gulp of courage, tightened up his grip
Promised he'd see daylight, on this fateful trip
Out in the swamp, where the cypress grow tall,
Billy Joe went fishin', heedless of the call.
With his bait and his rod, he aimed for the big one,
But what he found lurking wasn't just for fun.
Crocodile, oh crocodile, mighty and mean,
With jaws like a vice, and eyes oh so keen.
Billy Joe fought hard, with all of his might,
In the heart of the swamp, in the heat of the fight.
With a flick of his tail, the beast lunged for the bait,
Billy Joe's heart pounded, but it wasn't too late.
He grabbed his old knife, with a shaky hand,
Swore he'd make it out, back to dry land.
Crocodile, oh crocodile, ruler of the muck,
With scales like armor, and teeth that could pluck.
Billy Joe stood tall, in the face of his fear,
In the depths of the swamp, with the end drawing near.
The battle raged on, beneath the moon's soft glow,
Through the marsh and the mire, where the wild things grow.
But in the end, with a final blow,
Billy Joe emerged, with a tale to show.
Now he sits by the fire, with a whiskey in hand,
Tells the tale of his battle, across the land.
Though he may have scars, and a tale to tell,
He'll always remember that swampy hell.
Crocodile, oh crocodile, king of the swamp,
With a hunger so fierce, and a mighty stomp.
But Billy Joe's the hero, of this tale so grand,
Fought tooth and nail, in the heart of the land.
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