Bobbie Gentry - Let It Be Me Lyrics

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Louisiana Man

Bobbie Gentry

(Doug Kershaw)

At first Mom and Poppa called the little girl a lady

They raised her on the banks of a river bed

A house boat tied to a big tall tree

A home for my poppa and my momma and me

The clock strikes three Poppa jumps to his fee

Already Moma's cookin' Poppa somethin' to eat

At half past Poppa he's a ready to go he jumps in

His pirogue headed down the bayou

He's got fishin' line strung across the 'Lousiana River

Got to catch a big fish for us to eat

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

Gotta make a livin' he's a 'Lousiana mangotta make

A livin' he's a 'Lousiana man

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Muskrat hides hangin' by the dozen even got a little bitty

Muskrat cousin

Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun tomorrow Poppa's

Gone turn em into money

They call Moma Rita and my Daddy Jackmy little baby

Brother on the floor that's MacRhett and Lynn are the

Family twinsbig brother Eddie's on the bayou fishin'

On the river floats Poppa's great big boat

That's how me and Poppa get in to town

It takes every bit of a night and day to even reach

A place where the people stay

Oh I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around

That's the day my Poppa takes the furs to town

Poppa done promised me that I could go

He'd even let me see a cowboy show

I saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time then

I told my Poppa

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