Just another Louisiana morning Bayou rain falling without warning Babies crying
Windows dirty I cant see out them Sitting and smoking and thinking about it Lord Im so tired
I've been out working in the long cold night, Im too tired to eat, to hungry to fight Working for the man as hard as I can, trying to make a living in this bayou land
Good lord what kind of life is this for my baby Its bad enough I gotta suffer it myself Take our love takes us from this bayou country Let the bayou bog starve by itself
Just another Lousiana afternoon Drinking homemade liquor 2 ounce smooth Till ya hanging
Dont talk much cause the pain is crazy times are hard things are hazy Lord im so tired
To make it in this town you gotta work all over When I get home I start all over Half dead by the end of the night But its what I gotta do to get my man a good life
Good lord what kind of life is this for my baby Its bad enough I gotta suffer it myself Take our love takes us from this bayou country Let the bayou bog starve by itself Let the bayou bog drink itself to hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
