Luyện nghe bài hát Louisiana Man

Well, at birth mom and called their little boy Ned
Raised him on the banks of a bed
On a houseboat to a big tall tree
A home for my and my mama and me

The clock strikes three and papa to his feet
Already mama's cooking papa to eat
At half past, papa ready to go
He jumps in his headed down the bayou

He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana
Gotta catch a big for us to eat
He's setting in the swamp catching anything he can
He's gotta make a living, he's a man
Gotta a living, he's a Louisiana man

My Muskrat hides hanging by the
Even got a lady mink, a cousin
Got 'em out in the hot, hot sun
Tomorrow papa's gonna turn 'em into

Well, they call mama Rita and my daddy
baby brother on the floor that's Mack
Bren and Lin are the family
And big brother on the bayou fishing

On the river floats papa's great big
And that's how my papa into town
him every bit of a night and a day
To even reach a place where the people

And I can hardly wait until tomorrow around
That's the day my papa takes his furs to
Papa me that I could go
even let me see a cowboy show

I saw the cowboys and Indians for the time then
I told my pop gotta go again
Well, said, "Son we've got lines to run
We'll come back again but first there's to be done"

He's got fishing lines across the Louisiana Rivers
catch a big fish for us to eat
He's setting in the swamp catching anything he can
Gotta make a living, a Louisiana man
Gotta make a living, he's a man

Gotta make a living, he's a man
Gotta make a living, a Louisiana man
Gotta a living, he's a Louisiana man
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