Song lyrics: Louisiana Sun by Max Creek
What do you want, all my jeans is torn
I’ve been living here since I was born
What’s to explain, as I’m sweating out my brain
And I see now every day the same
In that Louisiana sun
In that Louisiana sun
I got a girl, she mends all my clothes
With those blue eyes and lips just like a rose
When I come in the door, she says, baby, rest your poor bones
She’s the only one that I adore
In that Louisiana sun
In that Louisiana sun
What can I say, it’s just another day
Talking to my lunchbox on the hay
And I just can’t deny, the thing that gets me by
Is that sweet little apple of my eye
In that Louisiana sun
In that Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun
That Louisiana sun