Wicked Old Witch
John Fogerty Lyrics


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Well way down younder
In the deep blue holler
Yeah way back in the swamp
Where the snakes go crawlin'
Shriveled old lady
With a tombstone mouth
Scarin' up trouble
At the haunted house

[Chorus]
Flyin' 'cross the moon on a big ol' stick
Everybody 'fraid
Of the wicked old witch
When sun goes down
And moon gets high
You can hear her cacklin'
Out in the night
Well-a sinners and gamblers
And gunslingers too
Everybody scatters when the witch
Comes through

[Chorus]

Saturday night
And the wind begins to howl
You can bet that old swamp witch
Is out on the prowl
Creatures and goblins, spooks all around
Making their way up the road into town





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to John Fogerty's song "Wicked Old Witch" describe a terrifying and a mythical figure of a witch who resides deep into the swamp where nobody dares to go. The song paints the image of a "shriveled old lady with a tombstone mouth" who frightens all those who come near her. She is described as "scaring trouble" at the haunted house and preying on "sinners and gamblers" and "gunslingers too". The townspeople live in fear of her during the night time when they can hear her "cackling" in the night sky while she flies on her broomstick.


As the song progresses, it is revealed that the witch appears once a week, every Saturday night, and the wind begins to howl as a signal of her coming. The fear of her presence is so great that "creatures and goblins, spooks all around" start to make their way into town, indicating the chaos that ensues when the witch appears.


The song invokes a sense of terror in the listeners, as the mention of the witch's appearance causes everybody to scatter away. The song can be interpreted as a warning against the dangers of the unknown and the terrifying nature of myths and legends.


Line by Line Meaning

Well way down younder
Deep in the distance


In the deep blue holler
In the valley of blue darkness


Yeah way back in the swamp
Far back in the muddy marshes


Where the snakes go crawlin'
Where serpents slither on the ground


Shriveled old lady
Aged woman withered by time


With a tombstone mouth
Her mouth resembling a grave marker


Scarin' up trouble
Causing mischief and fear


At the haunted house
Inside the spooky and eerie abode


[Chorus]
Refrain


Flyin' 'cross the moon on a big ol' stick
Riding through the air on a large staff under the moon


Everybody 'fraid
All afraid


Of the wicked old witch
Of the malevolent and magical woman


When sun goes down
As the sun sets


And moon gets high
As the moon rises high in the sky


You can hear her cacklin'
You can hear her raucous and eerie laughter


Out in the night
Echoing through the darkness


Well-a sinners and gamblers
The wicked and the gambling


And gunslingers too
And those packing heat


Everybody scatters when the witch
All flee when the witch


Comes through
Appears


[Chorus]
Refrain


Saturday night
The evening before Sunday


And the wind begins to howl
As the wind starts to wail


You can bet that old swamp witch
You can wager the witch from the marsh


Is out on the prowl
Is roaming about


Creatures and goblins, spooks all around
Various and assorted entities, spirits everywhere


Making their way up the road into town
Heading together towards the population center


[Chorus]
Refrain




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: JOHN C. FOGERTY

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