Hollies Louisiana Man Lyrics

Louisiana Man Lyrics

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 



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 



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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