At first mom and pap called their little boy Ned They raised him on the banks of the river bed A houseboat tied to a big tall tree A home for my papa and my mama and me
The clock strikes three papa jumps to his feet Already mama's cookin' papa somethin' to eat At half past papa he's a ready to go He jumps in his piro headed down the bayou
He's got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana River Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat He set crops in the swamp catchin' everythin' he can Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
Muskart hides a hangin' by the dozen Even got a lady make a muskart's cousin Pile of hide drying in the hot hot sun Tomorrow papa's gonna turn them into mon
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They call mama Rita and my daddy Jack A little baby brother on the floor that's Mac Frank and Lynn are the family twins Big brother Ed's on the bayou fishin'
On the river float papa's great big boat That's how my papa goes into town He takes every bit of the night and day Then even reach the place where the people stay
I can hardly wait till tomorrow comes around That's the day my papa takes his fure to town Papa promised me that I could go Even let me see a cowboy show
I saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time then I told my papa gotta go again Papa said son we got the lines to run We'll come back again there's work to be done
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He's got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana River Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat He set crops in the swamp catchin' everythin' he can Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
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