The Hollies – Louisiana Man (Guitar)

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At first Mom and Papa called the little boy Ned

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Raised him on the banks of the riverbed

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A houseboat tied to a big tall tree

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A home for my Papa and my Mama and me

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The clock strikes three Papa jumps to his feet

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Already Mama's cooking Papa something to eat

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At half past Papa he's a-ready to go

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He jumps in his bireau heading down the bayou

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He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana River

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Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat

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He sets his traps catching anything he can

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Gotta make a living he's a Louisiana Man

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Gotta make a living he's a Louisiana Man

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Muskrat hides hangin' by the dozen

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Even got a lady makes a muskrat cousin

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All the hides drying in the hot hot sun

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Tomorrow Papa's gonna turn them into mon

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Call Mama Rita and my daddy is Jack

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Little baby brother on the floor is Matt

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Green and Lynn are the family twins

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Big brother Ed's on the bayou fishing

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On the river floats Papa's great big boat

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That's how my Papa goes into town

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Takes every bit of the night and day

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To even reach the place where the people stay

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I can hardly wait 'till tomorrow comes around

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That's the day my Papa takes his furs to town

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Papa promised me that I could go

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He'd even let me see a cowboy show

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I'd seen the cowboys and Indians for the first time then

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Told my Papa gotta go again

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Papa said "Son we got a life to run

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We'd come back again 'cos there's work to be done"

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He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana River

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Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat

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He sets his traps catching anything he can

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Gotta make a living he's a Louisiana Man

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Gotta make a living he's a Louisiana Man