Born on the Bayou Songtext
von Omar and the Howlers

When I was just a little boy
Standing to my daddy′s knee
Papa said, "Son, don't let the man get you
To do what he done to me"
Oh, he′ll get you
Oh, he'll get you now, now
I can remember the fourth of July
Riding through the backwood bare
I can still hear my old hound dog barking
Chasing down a hoodoo there
Chasing down a hoodoo there
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Lord, Lordy, Lordy
Wish I was back on the bayou
Rolling with some Cajun queen Wishing away from every thing
To live down in New Orleans
To live down in New Orleans
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Lord, Lordy, Lordy
I can remember the fourth of July
Riding through the backwood bare
I can still hear my old hound dog barking
Chasing down a hoodoo there
Chasing down a hoodoo there
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Lord, Lordy, Lordy