G                                                       F C
Well I've been to Alabama, people, ain't a whole lot to see;
G                                                           F C
Skynard says it's a real sweet home, but it ain't nothing to me
G                                                            F  C
Charlie Daniels will tell you the good Lord lives in Tennessee, ha!
G                                                                     F  C
But I'm going back to the Gator Country, where the wine and women are free


[Chorus]
D                                     C          G
There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name
              D                        C
And a saying come on, boy, you better make it back home again
D                                             C               G
There's many roads I've traveled but they all kinda look the same
D                                   C              F
There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he's calling my name


[Verse 2]
G                                                           F  C
Old Richard Betts will tell ya Lord, he was born a Ramblin' Man,
G                                                           F   C
Well, he can ramble on back to Georgia and I won't give a damn
G                                                                  F  C
Elvin Bishop out struttin' his stuff with little Miss Slick Titty Boom,
G                                                            F  C
But I'm going back to the Gator Country to get me some elbow room


[Chorus]
D                                     C          G
There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name
              D                        C
And a saying come on, boy, you better make it back home again
D                                             C               G
There's many roads I've traveled but they all kinda look the same
D                                   C              F
There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he's calling my name


[Solo] 
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[Verse 3]
G                                                                    F  C
There's Marshall Tucker a ridin' a rainbow, searching for a pot of gold
G                                                             F   C
Well, they can take the highway, baby, and take all they can hold
G                                                            F  C
The Outlaws down in Tampa town, yes, a mighty fine place to be
G                                                                    F   C
They got green grass and they got high tides and it sure looks good to me


[Chorus]
D                                     C          G
There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name
              D                        C
And a saying come on, boy, you better make it back home again
D                                             C               G
There's many roads I've traveled but they all kinda look the same
D                                   C              F
There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he's calling my name