Lyrics:

Now, when I was just a little boy

Standin' 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 backwood, bare
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin'
Chasin' down a hoodoo there
Chasin' down a hoodoo there
Lord, Lord

Wish I was back on the bayou

Rollin' with some Cajun Queen
Wishin' I were a fast freight train
Just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans
Do it, do it, do it, do it, oh, Lord

Oh, get back boy
I can remember the fourth of July
Runnin' through the backwood bare
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin'
Chasin' down a hoodoo there
Chasin' down a hoodoo there
All right, do, do, do, do