(originally by Creedence Clearwater Revival)
When I was just a little boy standin' to my Daddy's knee
Poppa said, Ben, don't let the man get you, do what he done to me
'Cause he'll get you, yeah, he'll get you now
I can remember the Fourth of July, standing on the will do there
I can remember the hound dogs barkin', chasin' down a hoodoo there
Chasin' down a hoodoo there
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Wish I was on the bayou there rollin' with some Cajun Queen
Wish I was on a fast train trail, oh, just chooglin' on down to New Orleans
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
I can remember the Fourth of July, runnin' down the river bare
I can still hear the hound dogs barkin', chasin' down a hoodoo there
Chasin' down a hoodoo there
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
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