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Louisiana Man

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Louisiana Man
Recorded by Buck Owens & Don Rich
written by Doug Kershaw

[C]At first mom and papa called little boy Ned
They raised him on the banks of the [G7]river [C]bed  

A houseboat tied to a big tall tree
A home for my mama and my [G7]papa and [C]me  


The clock strikes three papa jumps to his feet
Already mama's cooking papa [G7]something to [C]eat  

At half past papa he's ready to go
He hops in his pirogue headed [G7]down the ba[C]you  

They got [F]fishing lines strung across the Louisiana River
Gonna catch a big fish for [C]us to [F]eat  

They're setting traps in the swamp catching everything he can
Gonna make a living he's a [C]Louisiana [F]man  
Gonna make a living he's a [C]Louisiana [F]man  

[C]Muskrat hides a hanging by the dozen
Even got a lady make a [G7]muskrat's [C]cousin

Pile of hide drying in the hot hot sun
Tomorrow papa's gonna turn them [G7]into [C]mon  


They call my mama Rita and my daddy Jack
A little baby brother on the [G7]floor that's [C]Mac  

Rynn and Lynn are the family twins
Big brother Ed's on the [G7]bayou [C]fishing


On the river floats papa's great big boat
That's how my papa [G7]goes into [C]town

Makes every bit of the night and the day
Then ever reach the place where the [G7]people [C]stay

I can [F]hardly wait until tomorrow comes around
That's the day my papa takes his [C]furs to [F]town

Papa promised me that I could go
Even gonna see a [C]cowboy [F]show

[C]I see the cowboys and Indians for the first time then
Told my pappy [G7]gotta go [C]again

Papa said son we got the lines to run
We'll come back again first there's [G7]work to be [C]done

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Louisiana Man
Recorded by Buck Owens & Don Rich
written by Doug Kershaw

At first mom and papa called little boy Ned
They raised him on the banks of the river bed

A houseboat tied to a big tall tree
A home for my mama and my papa and me

The clock strikes three papa jumps to his feet
Already mama's cooking papa something to eat

At half past papa he's ready to go
He hops in his pirogue headed down the bayou

They got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana River
Gonna catch a big fish for us to eat

They're setting traps in the swamp catching everything he can
Gonna make a living he's a Louisiana man
Gonna make a living he's a Louisiana man

Muskrat hides a hanging by the dozen
Even got a lady make a muskrat's cousin

Pile of hide drying in the hot hot sun
Tomorrow papa's gonna turn them into mon

They call my mama Rita and my daddy Jack
A little baby brother on the floor that's Mac

Rynn and Lynn are the family twins
Big brother Ed's on the bayou fishing

On the river floats papa's great big boat
That's how my papa goes into town

Makes every bit of the night and the day
Then ever reach the place where the people stay

I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around
That's the day my papa takes his furs to town

Papa promised me that I could go
Even gonna see a cowboy show

I see the cowboys and Indians for the first time then
Told my pappy gotta go again

Papa said son we got the lines to run
We'll come back again first there's work to be done

repeat #3

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