Jambalaya (On the Bayou)
Lyrics
Goodbye Joe, me gotta' go, me oh my oh
Me gotta' go pole the pirogue down the buyou
My yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the buyou.
Jumbalaya, and a crawfish pie, and a file gumbo.
Cause' tonight I'm gonna' see my Machez a mio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar, and be gay- oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the buyou.
Thibodeaux, fontainbleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Jumbalaya, and a crawfish pie, and a file gumbo.
Cause' tonight I'm gonna' see my Machez a mio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar, and be gay- oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the buyou.
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my machez a mio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Writer(s): Hank Williams, Sr.
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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