Bobbie Gentry - Let It Be Me Lyrics
Louisiana ManBobbie Gentry(Doug Kershaw)At first Mom and Poppa called the little girl a ladyThey raised her on the banks of a river bedA house boat tied to a big tall treeA home for my poppa and my momma and meThe clock strikes three Poppa jumps to his feeAlready Moma's cookin' Poppa somethin' to eatAt half past Poppa he's a ready to go, he jumps inhis pirogue headed down the bayouHe's got fishin' line strung across the 'Lousiana RiverGot to catch a big fish for us to eatHe's settin' his traps catchin' anything he canGotta make a livin' he's a 'Lousiana man,gotta makea livin' he's a 'Lousiana manMuskrat hides hangin' by the dozen, even got a little bittymuskrat cousinGot 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun, tomorrow Poppa'sgone turn em into moneyThey call Moma Rita and my Daddy Jack,my little babybrother on the floor that's Mac,Rhett and Lynn are thefamily twins,big brother Eddie's on the bayou fishin'On the river floats Poppa's great big boatThat's how me and Poppa get in to townIt takes every bit of a night and day to even reacha place where the people stayOh I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes aroundThat's the day my Poppa takes the furs to townPoppa done promised me that I could goHe'd even let me see a cowboy showI saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time thenI told my Poppa
