At first Mama, Papa called the little boy Ned 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 bireau, headin' down the bayou He's got a fishin' line strung across the Louisiana River Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat He sets his traps catchin' anythin' he can Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana Man Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana Man Muskrat hides, hangin' by the dozen Even got a lady, makes a muscrat Cousin Papa has 'em dryin' in the hot, hot sun Tomorrow Papa's gonna turn 'em to mon Call my Mama Riiita and my Daddy Jack Little boy brother on the fioor is Matt Green and Lynn are the family twins Big brother Ed's on the bayou fishin' On the river floats Papa's great big boat That's how my papa goes into town Takes every bit of the night and day To even reachthe place where the people stay I can hardly wait till tomorrow comes around That's the day my Papa takes his furs to town Papa promised me that I could go He'd even let me see a cowboy show I'd seen the cowboys and Indians for the first time then Told my Papagotta go again Papa said "Son, we got a life to run We'd come back again 'cause there's work to be done" He's got a fishin' line strung across the Louisiana River Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat He sets his traps catchin' anythin' he can Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana Man Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana Man:
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