Born on the Bayou - Creedence Clearwater Revival

Now, when I was just a little boy

Standing to my Daddy's knee

My poppa said, "Son, don't let the man get you

Do what he done to me."

'Cause he'll get you

'Cause he'll get you now, now.

And I can remember the fourth of July

Running through the backwood, bare.

And I can still hear my old hound dog barking

Chasing down a hoodoo there.

Chasing down a hoodoo there.

Born On The Bayou

Born On The Bayou

Born On The Bayou.

Wish I was back on the Bayou.

Rolling with some Cajun Queen.

Wishing I were a fast freight train

Just a choogling on down to New Orleans.

Born On The Bayou

Born On The Bayou

Born On The Bayou.

Do it, do it, do it, do it.

Oh, Lord.

Oh get back boy.

I can remember the fourth of July

And I can still hear my old hound dog barking

Chasing down a hoodoo there.

Chasing down a hoodoo there.

Born On The Bayou

Born On The Bayou

Born On The Bayou.

All right! Do, do, do, do.

Mmmmmmm, oh.