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Down in Louisiana |
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On a cotton plantation |
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Little tent room shack |
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And a third grade education |
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Two stringed wood guitar |
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I taught myself how to play, yes, |
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I didKept the whole family up all night |
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And I told them that you'll all thank me one day |
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Yes, I did |
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My sister would scream"Boy, you just got to stopYou're waking up the whole familyEverybody is going to be hot" |
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Two stringed wood guitar |
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And I sure enough taught myself how to play |
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She said, "Turn it down, Buddy" |
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I said, "Shut up, you're gonna thank me someday" |
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You're gonna thank me one day |
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Did you hear what |
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I said?That was sixty years ago |
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Now my mom and dad is gone |
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I go see my sisters and brothers |
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And the grand-kids come along |
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I give the little ones my guitar |
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I tell 'em, "Close your eyes and playDon't even worry about the neighborsY'all gonna thank me someday" |
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Down in Louisiana |
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On a cotton plantation |
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A little tent room shack |
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And I only got a third grade education |
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That's why |
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I taught myself |
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I'm telling you that's why |
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I taught myself |
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How to play, yes, |
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I didI kept my family up all night |
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And now they're thanking me everyday |
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Oh yeah, they're thanking me everyday |
