Hebert Island

(albüm: Hebert Island - 2018)

When it's dry I take the road
When the water's high I take a boat
Paradise with fishing poles
A pair o' dice and dominos
A piece o' land a man can find
Piece of mind in a patch of pines
Just inside that Texas line
Living on Louisiana time

On Hebert Island
Down in Dixie
Jambalaya
And beer and whiskey
City folk
They don't go
'Cause they don't know
How to fais do-do
Yeah, that's for sure
When that storm blows in we headed for the highland
We're from Hebert Island

Red-tailed duck wrapped in tinfoil
Catfish frying in peanut oil
Check the traps 'fore the crawfish boil
Tambourine on a tail of a Labrador
We gon' light the fire
Catch a buzz
Talking trash
Just because
No girlfriends to bother us
It's the He-Man woman haters club

On Hebert Island
Down in Dixie
Jambalaya
And beer and whiskey
City folk
They don't go
'Cause they don't know
How to fais do-do
Yeah, that's for sure
When that storm blows in we headed for the highland
We're from Hebert Island

We're from Hebert Island (Hebert Island)
We're from Hebert Island (Hebert Island)
We're from Hebert Island (Hebert Island)
We're from Hebert Island (Hebert Island)
We're from Hebert Island (Hebert Island)
We're from Hebert Island

We're from Hebert Island
Down in Dixie
Jambalaya
And beer and whiskey
City folk
They don't go
'Cause they don't know
How to fais do-do
Yeah, that's for sure
When that storm blows in we headed for the highland
We're from Hebert Island