Louisiana Man Lyrics - Rick Nelson

At first mom and papa called their little boy Ned 

They raise him on the banks of the river bed 

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 cookin' papa somethin' to eat 

At half past papa, he's ready to go 

He jumps in his piro, headed down the bayou 

He's got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana River 

Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat 

He's settin' his traps catchin' anything he can 

Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man 

Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man 

Muskart hides hanging by the dozen 

Even got a little baby muskart's cousin 

Gotta 'em fryin' in the hot, hot sun 

Tomorrow papa's gonna turn them into mon 

They call mama Rita and my daddy Jack 

My little baby brother on the floor that's Mac 

Red and Lynn are the family twins 

Big brother Ed's on the bayou fishin' 

On the river float papa's great big boat 

That's how my papa goes into town 

He takes every bit of the night and day 

Then even reach the place where the people stay 

I can hardly wait till tomorrow comes around 

That's the day my papa takes his fures to town 

Papa promised me that I could go 

Even let me see a cowboy show 

I saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time 

Then I told my papa gotta go again 

Papa said son we got the lines to run 

We'll come back again 'cause there's work to be done 

He's got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana River 

Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat 

He's settin' his traps catchin' anything he can 

Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man 

Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man