Now, when i just was a little boy,
standin to my daddy's knee,
my poppa said "son, don't let the man get you
and do what he done to me."
i can remember the fourth of july,
runnin' through the backwood bare.
and i can still hear my old hound dog barkin',
chasin' down a hoodoo there,
chasin' down a hoodoo there.
Born on the bayou
born on the bayou
born on the bayou
Wish i was back on the bayou,
rollin' with some cajun queen.
wishin' i where a fast freight train,
just a chooglin' on down to new orleans.
born on the bayou
born on the bayou
born on the bayou
I can remember the fourth of july,
runnin' through the backwood bare.
and i can still hear my old hound dog barkin',
chasin' down a hoodoo there,
chasin' down a hoodoo there.
Born on the bayou
born on the bayou
born on the bayou
