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
Runnin' through the backwoods bare
And I can still hear my old hound dog barking
Chasin' down a hoodoo there
Chasin' down a hoodoo there
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Yoh, yoh
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
Yoh, yoh
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Oh, Lord
Oh, get back, boy
I can remember the fourth of July
Running through the backwoods 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
Yoh, yoh
Born on the Bayou
Alright!
Do, do, do, do
