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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBayou Song
Just another Louisiana morningBayou rain falling without warningBabies cryingWindows dirtyI cant see out themSitting and smoking and thinking about itLord I'm so tiredI've been out working in the long cold nightI'm too tired to eat, to hungry to fightWorking for the man as hard as I canTrying to make a living in this bayou landGood lord what kind of life is this for my babyIts bad enough I gotta suffer it myselfTake our lovetakes us from this bayou countryLet the bayou bog starve by itselfJust another Lousiana afternoonDrinking homemade liquor 2 ounce smoothTill ya hangingDon't talk much cause the pain is crazytimes are hard things are hazyLord I'm so tiredTo make it in this town you gotta work all overWhen I get home I start all overHalf dead by the end of the nightBut its what I gotta do to get my man a good lifeGood lord what kind of life is this for my babyIts bad enough I gotta suffer it myselfTake our lovetakes us from this bayou countryLet the bayou bog starve by itselfLet the bayou bog drink itself to hell
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