I'd hook my wagon to my trike and I'd head across the yard. To my big sandbox where I worked real hard. Playing all day with my little toy trucks. Backhoes, bulldozers, earth-moving stuff.
I wanna be loved by you, bayou baby. Nobody else but you bayou baby. I searched this world from end to end. I finally found where I should've always been.
Oh, if I had a big ol' eraser, I'd start from today. And go back through life's pages and correct a lot of things. Yeah, steppin' on toes with my foot in my mouth.