Now when I was just a little filly standin' to my Daddy's knee
my Poppa said applebloom don't let the man get you do what he done to me
'cause he'll get you 'cause he'll get you now now.
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.