| At first Mom and Poppa called the little girl a lady
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| They raised her on the banks of a river bed
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| A house boat tied to a big tall tree
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| A home for my poppa and my momma and me
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| The clock strikes three Poppa jumps to his fee
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| Already Moma’s cookin' Poppa somethin' to eat
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| At half past Poppa he’s a ready to go, he jumps in
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| His pirogue headed down the bayou
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| He’s got fishin' line strung across the 'Lousiana River
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| Got to catch a big fish for us to eat
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| He’s settin' his traps catchin' anything he can
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| Gotta make a livin' he’s a 'Lousiana man, gotta make
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| A livin' he’s a 'Lousiana man
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| Muskrat hides hangin' by the dozen, even got a little bitty
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| Muskrat cousin
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| Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun, tomorrow Poppa’s
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| Gone turn em into money
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| They call Moma Rita and my Daddy Jack, my little baby
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| Brother on the floor that’s Mac, Rhett and Lynn are the
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| Family twins, big brother Eddie’s on the bayou fishin'
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| On the river floats Poppa’s great big boat
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| That’s how me and Poppa get in to town
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| It takes every bit of a night and day to even reach
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| A place where the people stay
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| Oh I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around
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| That’s the day my Poppa takes the furs to town
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| Poppa done promised me that I could go
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| He’d even let me see a cowboy show
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| I saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time then
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| I told my Poppa «gotta go again» but Poppa says"Hon
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| We got lines to run, we'll have to come again, cause theres
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| Work to be done"
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| He’s got fishin' line strung across the 'Lousiana River
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| Got a catch a big fish for us to eat
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| He’s settin' his traps catchin' anything he can
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| Gotta make a livin' he’s a' Lousiana man
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| Gotta make a livin' he’s a' Lousiana man-an
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| Poppa done promised me that I could go
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| He’d even let me see the cowboy show
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| I saw the cowboys and indians for the first time then
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| I told my Poppa «Gotta go again» but Poppa said «Hon
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| We got lines to run, we'll have to come again cause theres
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| Work to be done
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| He’s got fishin' line strung across the 'Lousiana River
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| Got to catch a big fish for us to eat
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| He’s settin' his traps catchin' anything he can
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| Gotta make a livin' he’s a 'Lousiana man, gotta make
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| A livin' he’s a 'Lousiana man |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Louisiana Man , by - Bobbie Gentry. Song from the album The Girl From Chickasaw County - The Complete Capitol Masters, in the genre Кантри