Jambalaya (On The Bayou) lyrics |
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(Hank Williams) Goodbye Joe, me gotta go down the bayou Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou Well, jambalaya an' a crawfish pie an' a fil'e gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar an' be gay-o Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou |
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin' Hey, an' the kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen Well, and-a dress in style, go hog wild an' be gay-o Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou Well, jambalaya an' a crawfish pie, an' a fil'e gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Well a pick guitar, fill fruit jar an' be gay-o Son of a gun, we gonna have a big fun on the bayou Wanna settle down, far from town, get me a pirogue |
Gonna catch all the fish in the bayou Gonna swap my mon, to buy Yvonne, what she need-o Son of a gun, we gonna have a big fun on the bayou Well, jambalaya, an' a crawfish pie, an' a fil'e gumbo 'Cause, tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar an' be gay-o Son of a gun, we're gonna have big fun on the bayou (Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed!) |
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