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.
CHORUS
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.
CHORUS
All right! Do, do, do, do.
Mmmmmmm, oh.