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Back Creek Crab
by Jefferson Holland 1982
I’m gonna get my bucket and a chicken neck, And old piece of string and a long-pole net, I’m goin’ down to Back Creek, I’m gonna get me some crabs
I’m goin’ down to Back Creek, sit on a pier, Dangle my line while I sip on a beer, I’m goin’ down to Back Creek, I’m gonna Back Creek crab
Get me some big, fat males, let the little ones go, If they scuttle from the bucket, they can bite you on the toe, Hard crab, soft crabs, even the shedders, I’ll take ’em home and eat ’em, the sooner the better!
Give me some Back Creek crab and a little Old Bay Over chateaubriande any ol’ day I don’t need a knife and I don’t need a mallet, Just a Back Creek crab to satisfy my palate,