Luyện nghe bài hát Louisiana Man

Well, at birth mom and papa called little boy Ned
him on the banks of a river bed
On a tied 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 papa something to eat
At half past, papa he's to go
He jumps in his headed down the bayou

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

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

Well, they call Rita and my daddy Jack
Little baby brother on the that's Mack
Bren and Lin are the twins
And big brother Ed's on the fishing

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

And I can hardly wait until comes around
the day my papa takes his furs to town
Papa me that I could go
He'd even let me see a show

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

He's got fishing lines strung 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, he's a man
Gotta a living, he's a Louisiana man
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