I'm going home,
home to Bogalusa,
I'm going home, home to Bogalusa,
I'm going home, I'm on my way
Pretty soon I'll cross the Coosa,
turn right at Tallapoosa
When I hit Bogalusa,
I'll be home to stay
Now I miss my mom,
I miss my dad down in Louisiana
Miss those candied sweet potatoes,
miss that turtle stew
Even miss them gators
in the blue bayou
I'm going home, home to Bogalusa
I'm going home, home to Bogalusa
I'm going home, I'm on my way
Pretty soon I'll cross the Coosa
Turn right at Tallapoosa
When I hit Bogalusa,
I'll be homestead
I've been up north, way up north,
up there in Atlanta
Making hanky -panky nearly
every chance I had
To tell the truth,
them Yankee ladies ain't too bad
I'm goin' home, home to Bogalusa
I'm goin' home, home to Bogalusa
I'm goin' home, I'm on my way
Pretty soon I'll cross the Coosa,
turn right at Tallapoosa
When I'm in Bogalusa,
I'll be homestead
I'll hang around, settle down,
down in Louisiana
Get myself a piro and a Boca Lusa queen
Fish and fool around until
the moon turns green
I'm going home, home to Boca Lusa
I'm going home, home to Boca Lusa
I'm going home, I'm on my way
Pretty soon I'll cross the Coosa
Turn right at Tallapoosa
When I hit Bogalusa
I'll be homestead
Pretty soon I'll cross the Coosa
Turn right at Tallapoosa
When I hit Bogalusa
I'll be homestead