Now, when i just was a little boy, Standin to my daddy's knee, My poppa said "son, don't let the man get you And 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 bayou Born on the bayou Born on the bayou Wish 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 bayou Born on the bayou Born on the bayou 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 bayou Born on the bayou Born on the bayou