Tommy Strange - Piano Man from Louisiana Lyrics

Momma, poppa told me, said, son you gotta go
You gotta get out on your own you know
Move down the bayou and get a stretch of land
Raise a little baby boy to be a big, big man

Told momma poppa I all ready to go
Packed my clothes and the old pay roll
Moved down the bayou just around the bend
Found my stretch of land and I began

Built me a shack about a forty foot long
Found me a wife and a home sweet home
Up on the bayou at the break of dawn
Catch a little-bitty fish and I cook a couvignon

Bought me a piano and I learned how to play
Played me the music the Cajun way
Don't know the music I don't know the note
Just know the way that the Cajun music go

Played my music by the old bayou
And a big motor boat just a by me go
Man at the wheel turned him around
And he done heard that Cajun sound

This Texas-type man up to me a-walked
Said son I'd like to have a little talk
Buy you a mansion and a big limousine
Give you plenty of spending green

We got in his boat and away we go
He took me to town to the tee-vee show
Played my piano the Cajun way
While the people gathered round just to hear me play

Got a little boy to be a big, big man
Got my wife and got my land
Playing my piano everyday
Playing my piano the Cajun way

Cause my momma poppa told me son you gotta go
Gotta get out on your own you know
Move down the bayou and get a stretch of land
Raise a little baby boy to be a big, big man
Little baby boy to be a big, big man
Raise a little baby boy to be a big, big man