Gator Country chords by Molly Hatchet

Verse 1:
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:
G5 G5 G5 F C G5 G5 G5 F C D5 D5 C5 G5 D5 D5 Cadd9 F6/9


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