At first mom and papa called their little boy Ned
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They raise him on the banks of the river bed
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A houseboat tied to a big tall tree a home for my papa and my mama and me
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The clock strikes three papa jumps to his feet
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Already mama's cookin' papa somethin' to eat
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At half past papa he's ready to go he jumps in his piro headed down the bayou
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He's got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana River
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Gotta 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 Louisiana man gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
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Muskart hides hanging by the dozen even got a little baby muskart's cousin
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Gotta 'em fryin' in the hot hot sun tomorrow papa's gonna turn them into mon
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They call mama Rita and my daddy Jack
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My little baby brother on the floor that's Mac
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Red and Lynn are the family twins big brother Ed's on the bayou fishin'
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On the river float papa's great big boat that's how my papa goes into town
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He takes every bit of the night and day
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Then even reach the place where the people stay
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I can hardly wait till tomorrow comes around
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That's the day my papa takes his fures to town
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Papa promised me that I could go even let me see a cowboy show
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I saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time then I told my papa gotta go again
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Papa said son we got the lines to run
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We'll come back again cause there's work to be done
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He's got fishin' lines...
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Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
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Louisiana Man
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| Rick Nelson |
