Born on the bayou Born on the bayou. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Now when I was just a little boy standin' to my Daddy's knee My Poppa said son 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

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is just to love and be loved in return" There was a boy A very strange enchanted boy They say he wandered very far, very far Over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was he And then one day

Golden touch It happens every time your lips touch mine There's a feeling that's so divine There's magic in you I wasn't very strong till you came along You made me realize that by your side, boy Is where I belong There's a kind of magic in the air

There's somethin' 'bout a boy from the South. Yeah, the first time I felt it I was only 16, And he kissed me underneath the chinaberry tree. Said "Goodnight darlin'," with a sweet southern drawl. Man, I think I might just have to love them all The boys

They say I made the moon Everything was in the dark No memories at all Just a tiny freezing wind in my back As I was sitting there Singing a song they had never heard before Suddenly, a voice told me "Keep on singing, little boy And raise your arms in

I'm drowning in the pain Breaking down again Looking for a lifeline Is there anybody out there? Can you pull me from this ocean of despair? When I was a boy I didn't care 'bout a thing It was me and this world and a broken dream

There was a boy, A very small enchated boy. They say he wandered very far, very far, Over land and sea. A little shy and sad of eye, But very wise was he. And then one day. One magic day he came my way. And as we spoke of many things,

They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one There is a house in New Orleans My mother was a tailor Sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs

I'm drowning in the pain Breaking down again Looking for a lifeline I've been looking for a lifeline For what seems like a lifetime Is there anybody out there? Can you pull me from this ocean of despair? When I was a boy I didn't care 'bout a thing

Born on the bayou Chasin' down a hoodoo there And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin' Now, when I was just a little boy Standin' to my daddy's knee My poppa said, "Son, don't let the man get you Do what he done to me" 'Cause he'll get you 'Cause