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tony joe white - bi-yo rhythm lyrics

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the moss hangs like witches hair from the big oak tree
and from across the swamp there comes riding on the breeze
the sound — the sound — bi-yo rhythm — bi-yo rhythm

the rooster is born a fighter
wears those surgeon blades on his legs
hot blood, cold eyes
headed for an early grave
he moves — he moves with the sound
and he’ll fight until they lay him in the ground
bi-yo rhythm — bi-yo rhythm

the gator rides low in the water
but his eyes see everything
he watches the cities moving closer
turning his home into a four lane
he moves — he moves with the sound
he waits until it all comes down
bi-yo rhythm — bi-yo rhythm

- tony joe white

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