Louisana Man Songtext

von Flying Burrito Brothers

Kershaw

First Momma Poppa call a little boy Ned,
Raise him on the banks of the riverbed,
In a houseboat tied to a big tall tree,
Home for my Momma and my Poppa and me.

[Verse: 2]
Half-past three Poppa jumps to his feet,
Already Momma cooking Poppa somethin' to eat,
Half-past five Poppa's ready to go,
Jumps in his hero headed down the bayou.

[Chorus: 1]
Got fishin' lines running cross the Louisiana river
Gonna catch a big fish for us to eat,
Settin' traps in the swamp, catchin' everything they can
Gonna make a livin', he's a Lousiana man,
Gonna make a livin', he's a Lousiana man,

[Verse: 3]
Muskrat hides hangin' by the dozen,
Even got a little baby muskrat cousin,
Got 'em out dryin' in the hot, hot sun,
Tomorrow Poppa's gonna turn 'em into money

[Chorus: 2]
I can hardly wait until the mornin' comes around,
That's the day my Poppa taked the furs to town,
Last time he told me that I could go,
Maybe even catch a cowboy show,

[Verse: 4]
Saw cowboys and Indians for the first time then,
Told my Poppa, "Got to come back again."
Poppa said, "Son, we got lines to run.
We'll come back again; there's work to be done."