Letra de Louisiana Man
At birth mom and papa called their little boy Ned Raised him on the banks of a river bed Houseboat tied to a big tall tree Home for my papa and my mama and meThe clock strikes three and papa jumps to his feet Already mama's cooking papa something to eat At half past, papa he's ready to go He jumps in his pirogue headed down the bayouHe's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana Rivers Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat Setting traps in the swamp catching anything he can He's gotta make a living, he's a Louisiana man Gotta make a living, he's a Louisiana manMuskrat hides hanging by the dozens Even got a lady mink, a muskrat's cousin Got 'em out drying in the hot, hot sun Tomorrow papa's gonna turn 'em into moneyThey call mama Rita and my daddy Jack My little baby brother on the floor that's Mack Bren and Lin are the family twins Big brother Ed's on the bayou fishingOn the river floats papa's great big boat And that's how my papa goes into town Takes him every bit of a night and a day To even reach a place where the people stayBut I can hardly wait 'til tomorrow comes around That's the day my papa takes his furs to town Papa promised me that I could go He'd even let me see a cowboy showCowboys and Indians for the first time then I told my pop I've gotta go again Papa said, "Son we've got lines to run We'll come back again but now there's work to be done"He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana Rivers Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat Setting traps in the swamp catching anything he can Gotta make a living, he's a Louisiana man Gotta make a living, he's a Louisiana man