Now, when I was just a little boy,

Standin' to my Daddy's knee,

My poppa said, ";Son, don't let the man get you

Do what he done to me.";

'Cause he'll get you,

'Cause he'll get you now, now.



And I can remember the fourth of July,

Runnin' through the backwood, bare.

And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin',

Chasin' down a hoodoo there.

Chasin' down a hoodoo there.



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Born On The Bayou;

Born On The Bayou;

Born On The Bayou.



Wish I was back on the Bayou.

Rollin' with some Cajun Queen.

Wishin' I were a fast freight train,

Just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans.



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Do it, do it, do it, do it. Oh, Lord.

Oh get back boy.



I can remember the fourth of July,

Runnin' through the backwood bare.

And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin',

Chasin' down a hoodoo there.

Chasin' down a hoodoo there.



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All right! Do, do, do, do.

Mmmmmmm, oh.