When I was young and needed my time alone

Jump in the pirogue, pole down the Bayou

Bogafalaya River was dark and cold

Seven years old, I couldn't find my way home

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Old times, good times

Old times, good times

When I was twelve, I learned how to play the guitar

Got myself a job in a jax beer bar

Got myself together, went to New Orleans

Found myself workin' for rice and beans

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New York City was so damned cold

I had to get out of that town before I got old

California, rock and roll dream

Got too high and we blew our whole scene

But we had a good time

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