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