Released in 1966/’67.
INTRO:
Oh, yeah, Cajun man, do all he can,
gotta make a livin’ he’s a
Louisiana
man.
#1.
At
birth, Mama ‘n’ Papa called their
little boy Ned.
Raised him on the banks of the
river
bed.
A houseboat tied to a
big, tall tree,
A
home for my Mama and my
Papa and
me.
The
clock strikes three, Papa
jumps to his feet,
al
ready Mama’s cookin’ Papa
somethin’ to
eat.
At
half-past, Papa, he’s a-
ready to go,
He
jumps in his pirogue, headed
down the
bayou.
CHORUS:
He’s got a
fishin’ line strung across a Louisiana river,
gotta catch a big fish for
us to
eat.
He
sets his traps in the swamps, catches anything he can..
Gotta make a livin’ he’s a
Louisiana
man.
Gotta make a livin’ he’s a
Louisiana
man.
Oh,
yeah, Cajun man, do all he can,
gotta make a livin’ he’s a
Louisiana
man.
#2.
They
call Mama Rita and my
Daddy, Jack.
The
little baby brother on the
floor is
Mack.
Bryn and Lynn are the
family twins,
Big brother Ed’s on the
bayou fish
in’.
On the river float Papa’s
great big boat,
that’s how my Papa goes
into
town.
Takes every bit of the
night and day
to even reach a place where the
people
stay.
CHORUS:
He’s got a
fishin’ line strung across a Louisiana river,
gotta catch a big fish for
us to
eat.
He
sets his traps in the swamps, catches anything he can..
Gotta make a livin’ he’s a
Louisiana
man.
Gotta make a livin’ he’s a
Louisiana
man.
#3.
I can hardly wait ’til
tomorrow comes ’round.
That’s the day my Papa takes his
furs to
town.
Papa said, ‘Son, we got
lines to run.’
We come back again, ’cause there’s
work to be
done.’
CHORUS:
He’s got a
fishin’ line strung across a Louisiana river,
gotta catch a big fish for
us to
eat.
He
sets his traps in the swamps, catches anything he can..
Gotta make a livin’ he’s a
Louisiana
man.
Gotta make a livin’ he’s a
Louisiana
man.
Oh,
yeah, Cajun man, do all he can,
gotta make a livin’ he’s a
Louisiana
man.
gotta make a livin’ he’s a
Louisiana
man.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.
