Louisiana Man Songtext

von Bobbie Gentry

At first Mom an' Poppa called the little girl Letty
They raised her on the banks of a river bed
A house boat tied to a big tall tree
A home for my Poppa and my Momma and me

The clock strikes three, Poppa jumps to his feet
Already Momma's cookin' Poppa somethin' to eat
At half past Poppa he's a ready to go
He jumps in his pirogue headed down the bayou

He's got fishin' line strung across the 'Lousiana River
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat
He's settin' his traps catchin' anything he can
He's gotta make a livin' he's a 'Lousiana man
Gotta make a livin' he's a 'Lousiana man

Muskrat hides hangin' by the dozen
Even got a little bitty muskrat cousin
Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun
Tomorrow Poppa's gone turn 'em into mon

They call Moma Rita and my Daddy Jack
My little baby brother on the floor, that's Mac
Rhett and Lynn are the family twins
Big brother Eddie's on the bayou fishin'

On the river floats Poppa's great big boat
That's how me and Poppa get in to town
It takes every bit of a night and day
To even reach a place where the people stay

Oh I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around
That's the day my Poppa takes the furs to town
Poppa done promised me that I could go
He'd even let me see a cowboy show

I saw the cowboys and injun's for the first time then
I told my Poppa "gotta go again"
But Poppa says "Hon, we got lines to run
We'll have to come again
'Cause there's work to be done"

He's got fishin' line strung across the 'Lousiana River
Got a catch a big fish for us to eat
He's settin' his traps catchin' anything he can
Gotta make a livin' he's a' Lousiana man
Gotta make a livin' he's a' Lousiana man