Louisiana Man
Well I was born down in Louisiana.
I got an alligator for a dad.
Well my mama never liked me, but I'm all she ever had.
Well I walked the woods feedin' hunger, when I could not find a buck.
And I never had much of nothin', just my two legs of bad luck.
Wouncon sittin' there, black cat sittin on Nanny's knee.
Black cat sittin' down on Nanny's knee, yeah.
Well I'm a Louisiana born and bred.
Eatin' black eyed peas, wearin' cowboy boots.
Well if you come to Louisiana, be aware of where you're at.
Well there's a voodoo mamas and gypsy queens,
and black cat river rats.
Well there's a honky tale and who got laid,
gonna move me on down the line.
I got a Mississippi mama gonna take me home,
she gonna make me feel real fine.
Wouncon sittin' there, black cat sittin on Nanny's knee.
Black cat sittin' down on Nanny's knee, yeah.
Well I'm a Louisiana born and bred.
Eatin' black eyed peas, wearin' cowboy boots.
Well if you come to Louisiana, be aware of where you're at.
Well there's a voodoo mamas and gypsy queens,
and black cat river rats.
Well I walked the woods feedin' hunger, when I could not find a buck.
And I never had much of nothin', just my two legs of bad luck.
I got an alligator for a dad.
Well my mama never liked me, but I'm all she ever had.
Well I walked the woods feedin' hunger, when I could not find a buck.
And I never had much of nothin', just my two legs of bad luck.
Wouncon sittin' there, black cat sittin on Nanny's knee.
Black cat sittin' down on Nanny's knee, yeah.
Well I'm a Louisiana born and bred.
Eatin' black eyed peas, wearin' cowboy boots.
Well if you come to Louisiana, be aware of where you're at.
Well there's a voodoo mamas and gypsy queens,
and black cat river rats.
Well there's a honky tale and who got laid,
gonna move me on down the line.
I got a Mississippi mama gonna take me home,
she gonna make me feel real fine.
Wouncon sittin' there, black cat sittin on Nanny's knee.
Black cat sittin' down on Nanny's knee, yeah.
Well I'm a Louisiana born and bred.
Eatin' black eyed peas, wearin' cowboy boots.
Well if you come to Louisiana, be aware of where you're at.
Well there's a voodoo mamas and gypsy queens,
and black cat river rats.
Well I walked the woods feedin' hunger, when I could not find a buck.
And I never had much of nothin', just my two legs of bad luck.
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Writer(s): Doug Kershaw
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