Born On The Bayou Testo
Testo Born On The Bayou
Born On The Bayou Lyrics
by 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.
CHORUS:
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.
CHORUS
Do it, do it, do it, do it. Oh, Lord.
Oh get back boy.
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.
CHORUS
All right! Do, do, do, do.
Mmmmmmm, oh.
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.
CHORUS:
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.
CHORUS
Do it, do it, do it, do it.
Oh, Lord.
Oh get back boy.
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.
CHORUS
All right! Do, do, do, do.
Mmmmmmm, oh.
by 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.
CHORUS:
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.
CHORUS
Do it, do it, do it, do it. Oh, Lord.
Oh get back boy.
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.
CHORUS
All right! Do, do, do, do.
Mmmmmmm, oh.
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.
CHORUS:
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.
CHORUS
Do it, do it, do it, do it.
Oh, Lord.
Oh get back boy.
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.
CHORUS
All right! Do, do, do, do.
Mmmmmmm, oh.
JOHN C. FOGERTY
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