I remember campin' all night down by the river's edge, skinny dippin' in the
bright moonlight, divin' off a ledge, skippin' rocks across the water,
fishin' on an old trout line, gigging frogs till the early mornin', smokin'
dried crossvine

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Take me back down where the Red River rolls; send me back to Lou' sianne
Take me back down where the white water flows, to the Cajun promised land
Give me my line and my old pirogue Get me back as fast as you can
Take me back home where the Red River rolls
Take me back home where the Red River rolls

Floatin' down the river on a patched up inner tube, eatin' dinner on the
ground, made of fresh caught catfish stew
Lay wake at night when I hear a wildcat scream; tellin' takes around the camp
fire light about the girls in our dreams

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