Oh-yeah
Cajun man, do all he can
Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana man, oh-oh
At birth, mama 'n' papa called their little boy Ned
Raised him on the banks of the river bed
A houseboat tied to a big, tall tree
A home for my mama and my papa and me
The clock strikes three, Papa jumps to his feet
Already mama's cookin' papa somethin' to eat
At half-past, papa, he's a-ready to go
He jumps in his bureau, headed down the bayou
He's got a fishin' line strung across a Louisiana river
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat
He sets his traps in the swamps, catches anything he can
Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana man
Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana man
Oh-yeah
Cajun man, do all he can
Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana man, oh-oh
They call mama Rita and my daddy Jack
The little baby brother on the floor is Mack
Bryan and Lynn are the family twins
Big brother Ed's on the bayou fishin'
On the river float papa's great big boat
That's how my papa goes into town
Takes every bit of the night and day
To even reach a place where the people stay
He's got a fishin' line strung across a Louisiana river
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat
He sets his traps in the swamps, catches anything he can
Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana man
Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana man, ooh-ooh
I can hardly wait 'til tomorrow comes 'round
That's the day my papa takes his furs to town
Papa said, "Son, we got lines to run
We come back again, 'cause there's work to be done"
He's got a fishin' line strung across a Louisiana river
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat
He sets his traps in the swamps, catches anything he can
Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana man
Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana man
Oh-yeah
Cajun man, do all he can
Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana man
Gotta make a livin', he's a Louisiana man