Indigo Lake
Indigo Lake
Way down south in south Alabama near the Alabama-Florida line
There’s a little bitty piece of culinary heaven but it’s damn near impossible to find
You take several left turns down several dirt roads and the last left turn you make
Brings you right down to this restaurant by the name of Indigo Lake
Well the restaurant, as you might imagine, sits right by the side of the lake
And it’s what’s in the water that makes worth while the laborious drive you gotta take
They got two things only on the Indigo menu, you can order up whichever you wish
One’s deep-fat fried and one’s flame-broiled and they’re both pronounced "catfish"
Hush, hush, hush little puppy in the cole, coleslaw
That waitress coming with the baskets, well that’s the prettiest sight I ever saw
And there never ever was a tastier dish than that fish, that fat fish, that cat fish
From Indigo lake
Now the cook they got is a catfish wizard and his reputation’s grown so great
That it’s every little catfish’s big ambition to be served on an Indigo plate
All the big fat daddies and big pudgy mammas want a shot at the Indigo hook
And all the cute little tasty teenage kitty fish got a big crush on the cook
Well you drive back home in the Alabama dark and you’re feeling like life’s worth living
And your heart’s filled up with gratitude for the fish and the lives they’re giving
Catfish sacrificing their dog-eat-dog existence and they do it for the sake
Of bringing you a little bit of catfish soul – down at Indigo Lake
Hush, hush little puppy in the cole, coleslaw . . .