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Let Me Live in Louisiana

Let me live in Louisiana
Where the winding bayous flow,
Where mocking birds sing all night long
And the wild azaleas grow;
Where magnolia blooms are ghostly white
When the moon above rides high and bright,
Where voices are crooning with delight
In lovely Louisiana.

Let me hear the forest singing
To the melody of years,
As it sang to hearts of long ago
In their laughter and their tears;
Where stately pines and sycamore
And age-old oaks on the sandy shore
Will whisper their secrets evermore
In lovely Louisiana.

Let me live in Louisiana
Where the wild geese furl their wings
Near the trapper's hut in the trembling marsh
And the upland's crystal springs;
Where faithful souls of a sturdy race
Still pray to God through His loving grace.
In the whole wide world I have found no place
Like lovely Louisiana.


By Emma Wilson Emery,
1st Poet Laureate of Louisiana, 1942-1970