Now, when i just was a little boy,
Standin to my daddy's knee,
My poppa said "son, don't let the man get you
And do what he done to me."
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.
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 where a fast freight train,
Just a chooglin' on down to new orleans.
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
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.
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
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