Lyrics Jo Stafford

Jo Stafford

Jambalaya

Jambalay-a

Jambalay-a

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and film gumbo

'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me-o, my-o

Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou

Oh my John, the sweetest one, me-o, my-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and film gumbo

'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'

Kinfolk come to see my John by the dozen

Dressed in style and go hog wild, me-o, my-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and film gumbo

'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue

Oh, I'll catch all the fish in the bayou

Swap my mon to buy my John what he need-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and film gumbo

'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalay-a, hey John

Jambalay-a, hey John