Just another Louisiana morning. Bayou rain falling without warning. Babies crying. Windows dirty. I cant see out them. Sitting and smoking and thinking about it. Lord I'm so tired. I've been out working in the long cold night. I'm too tired to eat to hungry to fight. Working for the man as hard as I can. Trying to make a living in this bayou land. Good lord what kind of life is this for my baby. Its bad enough I gotta suffer it myself. Take our love. takes us from this bayou country. Let the bayou bog starve by itself. Just another Lousiana afternoon. Drinking homemade liquor 2 ounce smooth. Till ya hanging. Don't talk much cause the pain is crazy. times are hard things are hazy. Lord I'm so tired. To make it in this town you gotta work all over. When I get home I start all over. Half dead by the end of the night. But its what I gotta do to get my man a good life. Good lord what kind of life is this for my baby. Its bad enough I gotta suffer it myself. Take our love. takes us from this bayou country. Let the bayou bog starve by itself. Let the bayou bog drink itself to hell