I see a barefoot boy down an old dirt road A little ole' shotgun house with a wood burning stove It had a rusted tin roof and broken window panes I used to fall asleep to the Louisiana rain
We would go to church people came from miles around To sing those gospel songs have dinner on the ground The years they come and go but memories remain And lately I've had dreams of the Louisiana rain
And the freight train blows somewhere in the night And it's a lonesome thing to know I've left it all so far behind I've got to get my life back simple and plain 'Cause lately I've had dreams of the Louisiana rain
I've got to get myself back simple and plain 'Cause lately I've had dreams of the Louisiana rain Lately I've had them ole' dreams of the Louisiana rain.