Late one night in a great big city
I was sitting up alone.
I was thinkingabout my family, friends,
And the love I left back home.
I donít know if Iím gonna make it,
But Iím sure gonna give it a try,
Iíd sure like to see your smiling face
One more time before I die.
Steal a smile from your face
And hide it in your heart,
And keep it hid away just for me.
And when you see me coming down
That lonesome road toward you,
Open up your heart and set it free.
New York Cityís a long long way
From the bayous of Lousiane.
I miss my country living,
I miss my couche-couche and my boudin.
I miss my riding painted Patches
On a tour glide of the farm,
Think Iíll ride on up and see my brother,
Heís working on the barn
He steals a smile from his face
And he hides it in his heart,
And he keeps it hid away just for me.
And when he sees me coming down
That lonesome road toward him,
The smile on his face itíll set your spirit free.
Louisiane, there ainít never been
No bayou boy more blue
I donít know just what Iím a gonna do.
What Iím gonna do? What Iím gonna do?
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This old worldís so complicated
Got so many things on my mind.
Seems like Iím rushing around with my head closed up.
And wasting all my time.
But I tell you, brother one thing for sure
Before it gets to late
Iíma gonna move on back where I belong
And set my spirit straight.
Mama, mama, leave a light in the window
And donít you dare lock the door.
Your Louisianaís baby coming home once more,
Iím coming home. Come on home.
Coming home, coming on, coming on, coming on home