Where I Hang My Hat

Down by the riverside, in the marshy swamp

Caught my biggest fish ever, a fortyfive pounder

Swallowed the bait, hook, line and sinker, with a big fat chomp

It pulled and it tugged, flipped and splashed, a real whopper

Down on the Louisiana Bayou, is where I hang my hat

Catfish galore and a deep grease frying pan with buttery fat

Can't wait to sit under the umbrella, drink an ice cold lemonade, eating fried hushpuppies and that

Mosquitos will be swarming but the repellant, we'll be spraying

A family gathering, with food, drink, laughter and singing

Down by the Bayou, we will eat hardy, have a real party

Uncle Joe will tell his stories, all will be laughing, almost crying

Until the wee hours of the night, when the crawfish in the pot are steaming

My Uncle Buck will be snoring, the fishing poles will be bending, another big cat

While the bullfrogs are calling, gators will be quietly streaming

Down by the riverside, where I got my big catch

The old Louisiana Bayou, has taken care of me and mine, no place I'd rather be

Can't wait for another boat trip next summer, where I'll hang my heart and my hat