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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 file gumbo cause tonight Im 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 file gumbo cause tonight Im 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 file gumbo cause, tonight Im gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar an be gay-o Son of a gun, were gonna have big fun on the bayou |
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