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Kershaw First Momma Poppa call a little boy Ned Raise him on the banks of the riverbed In a houseboat tied to a big tall tree Home for my Momma and my Poppa and me. Half-past three Poppa jumps to his feet Already Momma cooking Poppa somethin' to eat Half-past five Poppa's ready to go Jumps in his hero headed down the bayou. Got fishin' lines running cross the Louisiana river Gonna catch a big fish for us to eat Settin' traps in the swamp, catchin' everything they can Gonna make a livin', he's a Louisiana man Gonna make a livin', he's a Louisiana man. Muskrat hides hangin' by the dozen Even got a little baby muskrat cousin Got 'em out dryin' in the hot, hot sun Tomorrow Poppa's gonna turn 'em into money. Got fishin' lines running cross the Louisiana river Gonna catch a big fish for us to eat Settin' traps in the swamp, catchin' everything they can Gonna make a livin', he's a Louisiana man Gonna make a livin', he's a Louisiana man Gonna make a livin', he's a Louisiana man Gonna make a livin', he's a Louisiana man. Muskrat hides hangin' by the dozen Even got a little baby muskrat cousin Got 'em out dryin' in the hot, hot sun Tomorrow Poppa's gonna turn 'em into money. Got fishin' lines running cross the Louisiana river Gonna catch a big fish for us to eat Settin' traps in the swamp, catchin' everything they can Gonna make a livin', he's a Louisiana man Gonna make a livin', he's a Louisiana man Gonna make a livin', he's a Louisiana man Gonna make a livin', he's a Louisiana man ...
Writer(s): Doug Kershaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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