Iâm a family man
I wasnât born to roam
But it seems like every Christmas time
It makes me farther from my home
I love singinâ my song, but it getâs me down
To hang my stockinâ in some hotel
When the fat man comes to town
But, itâs alright, itâs gonna to be okay
This year Iâll be home come a Louisiana Christmas day
Oh, mama, Iâm gonna find a way
Your little boy cominâ on home to the Louisiana Christmas day
Way up in the bayou there wonât be snow
But my friends all envite my âround
For a Christmas fay do-do
Iâm gonna hop a plane or use my thumb
But you best believe Iâll be âround that tree
When Christmas morning comes
Oooh, itâs alright, itâs gonna to be okay
Your little boy cominâ on home to the Louisiana Christmas day
Your little boy cominâ on home to the Louisiana Christmas day
But, itâs alright (alright)
Itâs gonna be okay (gonna be okay)
Iâll be home (Iâll be home)
Come a Louisiana Christmas day
Oh, mama (mama), Iâm gonna find a way (gonna find a way)
Yeah, Iâll be home (Iâll be home)
Come a Louisiana Christmas day
Itâs gonna be alright (alright)
Itâs gonna be okay (gonna be okay)
Iâll be home (Iâll be home)
Come a Louisiana Christmas day
Oh, mama (mama), Iâm gonna find a way (gonna find a way)
Yeah, Iâll be home (Iâll be home)
For the Louisiana Christmas day
