Down deep in the swamp,
In the Mississippi mud,
I'm looking for answers in the Low Boil.
The Blues walks heavy,
Down deep in my bones,
cll I need,
Is to understand what I'm shown.



Sanctified and Left inside.
Life is everything, in the Low Boil.



Down in New Orleans,
In the Low Boil,
Life becomes clear and begins to rise.
Down in New Orleans,
In the midst of the dark,
I've got to find my way,
Through the Low Boil.


With my eyes wide open,
I'm looking for clues,
I understand the pulse,
Of the Low Boil.

I answer deaths question,
In the swell of the storm.
Death speaks to me and tells me the score.



Sanctified and Left inside.
Life is everything, in the Low Boil.



Down in New Orleans,
In the Low Boil,
Life becomes clear and begins to rise.
Down in New Orleans,
In the midst of the dark,
I've got to find my way,
Through the Low Boil.




Down deep in the holler'
In the heart of life.
c body floats face down,
In the Low Boil.

Robert Johnson,
Is moaning low,
Talking and Wailing,
cnd bearing his soul.



Sanctified and Left inside.
Life is everything, in the Low Boil.


Down in New Orleans,
In the Low Boil,
Life becomes clear and begins to rise.
Down in New Orleans,
In the midst of the dark,
I've got to find my way,
Through the Low Boil.

caaahhh....

Through the Low Boil.
Sanctified and Left inside,
(Oooh... Yeah...)
Through the Low Boil.
Sanctified and Left inside,
Through the Low Boil.
Sanctified and Left inside,
Through the Low Boil.
Sanctified and Left inside,
(Whoo ... Oooh... )
Through the Low Boil.
Sanctified and Left inside,
Through the Low Boil.
(Welll, Well, Well...)
Sanctified and Left inside,
Through the Low Boil.
(Oooh... Baby Chile, Yeah...)
Sanctified and Left inside,
Through the Low Boil.
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah...)
Sanctified and Left inside...
Whoooo... Ooohhh....