Lyrics Craig Campbell – Altamaha

Me and my buddies grew up on the Altamaha
Good at making something to do put of nothing at all
We’d chase white tail bucks, catch a few channel cats
Lord knows it don’t get no better than that

I was born there, raised up right there
Lord, if I was a lucky man, I’d still be there
Down in the swamp air, that’s where I come from y’all
On the banks of the Altamaha

We sat around and picked guitars on the Altamaha
And that’s how we got the girls come and party dan’ with us all
Fat lighter fire on the river side
Never needed light ’cause the moon shine
That’s just a day in the life on the Altamaha

Learned how to drink there, learned how to love there
Learned how to get your truck unstuck there
Down in the swamp air, that’s where I come from y’all
On the banks of the Altamaha

Load it up, lock your hubs
Never underestimate that Georgia mud
Go dawgs, that’s how we roll
You never get lost on a pine row

I was born there, raised up right there
Lord, if I was a lucky man, I’d still be there
Learned how to drink there, learned how to love there
Learned how to get your truck unstuck there
Down in the swamp air, that’s where I come from y’all
I come from y’all to the banks of the Altamaha

If you wanna go, let’s all go to the Altamaha
Yeah come on y’all, just follow me down