Luyện nghe bài hát Louisiana Man

Well, at birth mom and papa called their boy Ned
Raised him on the banks of a 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 cooking papa something to eat
At half past, he's ready to go
He jumps in his headed down the bayou

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

My Muskrat hides hanging by the
Even got a 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 daddy
Little baby brother on the floor Mack
and Lin are the family twins
And big brother on the bayou fishing

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

And I can hardly until tomorrow comes around
That's the day my papa takes his furs to
Papa promised me I could go
He'd even let me see a show

I saw the cowboys and Indians for the time then
I my pop I've gotta go again
Well, Papa said, "Son 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 traps in the swamp catching anything he can
Gotta make a living, a Louisiana man
make a living, he's a Louisiana man

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