| Well I called in sick, I had to get away | |
| I was going crazy out here in L.A. | |
| I needed to go where the crawfish flow like wine | |
| I packed my things and headed down the road | |
| Took a litle more than a weekly load | |
| I'm going to Louisiana for a long, long time | |
| One more day and I'll be there by dawn | |
| I can't wait to see that state | |
| 'Cause partner that's where I'm from | |
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| I'm a Louisiana boy grown up on the Quarter | |
| I'm used to the people and I even drink the water | |
| Been shuckin' them oysters since I was just a kid | |
| Trapping alligators like my granddad did | |
| I moved to the city where the girls looked pretty | |
| But now I'm back to stay | |
| I'm a Louisiana boy with a pocket full of money | |
| And a love for the Delta Bay | |
| Well it used to be where everybody knew me | |
| I was drinking liquor when I was thirteen | |
| They called me the Cajun Kid everywhere I'd go | |
| But when I moved away I left it all behind | |
| With my overalls and a gator-skin tie | |
| I swore that I'd never come back to the life I know | |
| But the city life is just too different for me | |
| I could live there again, but I'd just come home | |
| To keep on living downstream | |
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