Connie Smith Louisiana man Lyrics:
At first mom and papa called their little boy Ned
They 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
something to eat At half past papa he's ready to
go he jumps in his piro headed down the bayou He's
got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana
River Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat He set
the crops in the swamp catchin' everythin' he can
Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man gotta
make a livin' he's a Louisiana man A muskart hides
a hangin' by the dozen even got a lady make a
muskart's cousin Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot
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sun tomorrow papa's gonna turn 'em into mon [
fiddle - steel - fiddle]
They call mama Rita and my daddy's Jack A little
baby brother on the floor that's Mac Big brother
Ed's on the bayou fishin' Fram and Malene are the
family twins On the river float papa's great big
boat that's for my papa goes into town He takes
every bit of the night and day Then even reach the
place where the people stay I can hardly wait
until tomorrow comes around That's the day my papa
takes his fure to town Papa promised me that I
could go even let me see a cowboy show I saw the
cowboys and Indians for the first time then I told
my papa gotta go again Papa said hon we got the
lines to run We'll come back tomorrow cause the
work to be done He's got fishin' lines strung
across... Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
Lyrics: Louisiana man, Connie Smith [end]