Bordeaux in My Pirough

So long, Jean, got a little show, thanks for the Bordeaux

I got to go, push my pirough way down the bayou

They got a band up on the stand and a beautiful light show

Au revoir, Jean, dig the show from up on the plateau

In my pirough, with my Bordeaux, out on the bayou

Creeping along, singing a song, see'est, see'est bon, bon

Playing the music on my acoustic Spanish guitaro

Having a duet with my coquette out on the bayou

It's growing night, we've got no lights out on the bayou

Beautiful trip, think we'll sip some of my Bordeaux

Two more miles going wild to play my acoustic

See them stand to clap their hands to hear my music

One more mile, we rested awhile and sipped on some Bordeaux

While we's grooving, a fog was moving in on the bayou

On my knee, just couldn't see the front of my pirough

We didn't mind, we just reclined and sipped some more Bordeaux

Ay-ay, Jean, I missed the show up on the plateau

Si vous plait, push my pirough back up the bayou

No see the band, no see the stand, no see the light show

Ahh, Jean, we had a show out on the bayou