Luyện nghe bài hát Louisiana Man

Well, at birth mom and papa called their 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 jumps to his
Already mama's cooking papa to eat
At half past, he's ready to go
He jumps in his pirogue down the bayou

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

My Muskrat hides by the dozens
got a lady mink, a muskrat's cousin
Got 'em out in the hot, hot sun
Tomorrow papa's gonna 'em into money

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

On the river floats papa's big boat
And that's how my goes into town
Takes him bit of a night and a day
To even reach a place the people stay

And I can wait until tomorrow comes around
That's the day my papa his furs to town
Papa me that I could go
He'd even let me see a cowboy

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

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

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