He was born and raised around Jacksonville a nice young man bout the kind to kill   But the jealous fight and the flashing blades sent him on the run through the evrglades   Running like the dog through the everglades   Where a man can hide and never be found and never have fear of the baying hounds   Better keep movin' don't stand still if the skeeters don't get him in Gatersville   If the skeeters don't get him in the Gatersville   [ harmonica ]   Well the Possy went in and he came back out   And said he'll die and there ain't no doubt   It's an eye for a nice so the death is fate in monthless long in the everglades   A man can't live in the everglades   But a man can hide...   [ harmonica ]   Now the years went by and his girl was wed   His family gave up they thought he was dead   Now and then the people would say they had seen him runnin' through the everglades   Runnin' like the dog through the everglades   Where a man can hide...