Louisiana Man - Lyrics - Kaleidoscope

At birth mom and papa had their little boy Ned Raised him on the banks of a river bed Houseboat was tied to a big tall tree A home for my mama and my papa and me The clock strikes three and papa jumps to his feet Already mama’s cooking papa something to eat At half past papa he’s ready to go He jumps in his pirogue headed down the bayou He’s got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana rivers Gotta catch a fresh fish for us to eat Traps in the swamp catching anything he can Gotta make a living, he’s a Louisiana Man Gotta make a living, he’s a Louisiana Man Muskrat hides hanging by the dozens Got about enough to make Muskrat’s cousin Got ‘em out drying in the hot, hot sun Tomorrow papa’s gonna turn ‘em into mon(ey) They call mama Rita and my daddy Jack Little baby brother on the floor that’s Mack Bren(da) and Lin(da) are the family twins Big brother Ed’s on the bayou fishing Along papa came in a great big boat That’s how my papa take her furs to town It takes every bit of a night and a day To even take a place where the people stay I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around That’s when my papa takes his furs to town Papa promised me that I could go He’d even let me see a cowboy show I saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time then I told my pop I’ve gotta go again Papa said son we’ve got lines to run We’ll come back again soon but there’s work to be done He’s got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana rivers Gotta catch a fresh fish for us to eat Traps in the swamp catching anything he can Gotta make a living, he’s a Louisiana Man Gotta make a living, he’s a Louisiana Man Gotta make a living, he’s a Louisiana Man Gotta make a living, he’s a Louisiana Man Gotta make a living, he’s a Louisiana Man Gotta make a living, he’s a Louisiana Man