Buck Owens - Louisiana Man Lyrics
Buck Owens & Don RichAt first mom and papa called little boy NedThey raised him on the banks of the river bedA houseboat tied to a big tall treeA home for my mama and my papa and me.The clock strikes three, papa jumps to his feetAlready mama's cookin' papa somethin' to eatAt half past, papa he's ready to goHe hops in his piro, headed down the bayou.They got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana RiverGonna catch a big fish for us to eatThey're settin' traps in the swamp catchin' everythin' he canGonna make a livin' he's a Louisiana man.Gonna make a livin' he's a Louisiana man.Muskart hides a hangin' by the dozenEven got a lady make a muskart's cousinPile of hide dryin' in the hot, hot sunTomorrow papa's gonna turn them into mon.--- Instrumental ---They call my mama Rita and my daddy JackA little baby brother on the floor that's MacRynn and Lynn are the family twinsBig brother Ed's on the bayou fishin'.On the river floats papa's great big boatThat's how my papa goes into townMakes every bit of the night and the dayThen ever reach the place where the people stay.I can hardly wait untill tomorrow comes aroundThat's the day my papa takes his fures to townPapa promised me that I could goEven gonna see a cowboy show.I see the cowboys and Indians for the first time thenTold my pappy, gotta go againPapa said, son we got the lines to runWe'll come back again that there's work to be done.And they got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana RiverGonna catch a big fish for us to eatThey're settin' traps in the swamp catchin' everythin' he canGonna make a livin' he's a Louisiana man.Gonna make a livin' he's a Louisiana man.Gonna make a livin' he's a Louisiana man.Gonna make a livin' he's a Louisiana man...
