Louisiana Man Lyrics - Hollies

At first Mom and Papa called the little boy Ned 

raised him on the banks of the riverbed 

A houseboat tied to a big tall tree 

a home for my Papa and my Mama 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 a-ready to go 

He jumps in his bireau heading down the bayou 

He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana River 

gotta catch a big fish for us to eat 

He sets his traps catching anything he can 

Gotta make a living he's a Louisiana Man 

Gotta make a living he's a Louisiana Man 

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Muskrat hides hangin' by the dozen 

Even got a lady makes a muskrat cousin 

All the hides drying in the hot hot sun 

Tomorrow Papa's gonna turn them into mon 

Call Mama Rita and my daddy is Jack 

little baby brother on the floor is Matt 

Green 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 

Takes every bit of the night and day 

to even reach the place where the people stay 

I can hardly wait 'till tomorrow comes around 

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

Papa promised me that I could go 

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 

Told my Papa gotta go again 

Papa said "Son we got a life to run 

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

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