Paroles de Jambalaya (On The Bayou)

Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou Thibodeaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin' Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen Dress in style, go hog wild, and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou Oh, guitar! Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou Oh, Lord! Hang tight, ooh Lord! Ah, take it out He's comin', ah! Settle down far from town, get him a pirogue And he’ll catch all the fish in the bayou Swap his mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou