That Was Your Mother

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           A long time ago, yeah  before you was born dude

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 when I was still single  and life was great

                                          
 I held this job as  a traveling salesman

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 that kept me moving  from state to state


                                              
Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette

                   
State of Louisiana

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Wondering where a city boy could go

                             
To get a little conversation

                           
Drink a little red wine

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Catch a little bit of those Cajun girls

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Dancing to Zydeco


                                                       
Along come a young girl,  she's pretty as a prayerbook

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 Sweet as an apple  on Christmas day

                                          
I said good gracious  can this be my luck

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If that's my prayerbook,  Lord let us pray


                                              
Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette

                   
State of Louisiana

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Wondering where a city boy could go

                             
To get a little conversation

                           
Drink a little red wine

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Dance to the music of Clifton Chenier

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The King of the Bayou


                                                      
Well, that was your mother,  and that was your father

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 Before you was born dude,  when life was great

                                      
 You are the burden  of my generation

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I sure do love you.  Let's get that straight


                                                      
Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette

                                  
Across the street from The Public

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Heading down to the Lone Star Cafe

                                
Maybe get a little conversation

                           
Drink a little red wine

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Standing in the shadow of Clifton Chenier

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Dancing the night away