Charlie Peacock - Mystic lyrics

Going down to Mystic, Louisiana Looking for the meaning in the dirt This is my story, my story is my glory My shame, my comfort, my hurt It's all that I've got, all that I've never had It's all that I've got, all that I've never had Down in the piney woods There is a patch of land Not what you'd call a prize More a line on the ledger of the tax man Somewhere you'd toil for a spell Till the good Lord called your name There in the middle of no man's land On the edge of the bayou state Going down to Mystic, Louisiana Looking for the meaning in the dirt This is my story, my story is my glory My shame, my comfort, my hurt It's all that I've got, all that I've never had It's all that I've got, all that I've never had Mystery awaits me in Choupique Still I'm hoping that I will find An old man's bones hidden under stones Symbols of ties that bind They say ol' Katrina washed away All the dead from their place in the ground According to a preacher on the radio Neither bone nor soul will be found Yes, I'm going down to Singer, Beauregard Parish Looking for the meaning in the pines Once they were many and don't you know plenty Of men gave them blood, sweat, and time It's all that I've got, all that I've never had It's all that I've got, all that I've never had Going down to Mystic, Louisiana Looking for the meaning in the dirt Going down to Mystic, Louisiana Looking for the meaning in the dirt This is my story, my story is my glory My shame, my comfort, my hurt Going down to Mystic, Louisiana Looking for the meaning in the dirt This is my story, my story is my glory My shame, my comfort, my hurt