Lyrics:

Now, when I just was a little boy,standin to my Daddy's knee,my poppa said 'Son, don't let the man get youand do what he done to me.'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.Born on the BayouBorn on the BayouBorn on the BayouWish I was back on the Bayou,rollin' with some Cajun Queen.Wishin' I where a fast freight train,just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans.Born on the BayouBorn on the BayouBorn on the BayouI 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.Born on the BayouBorn on the BayouBorn on the Bayou