Billy Bayou

Back about eighteen hundred

And some a Louisiana couple had a red headed son

No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe

They just called him Billy Bayou

Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go

You're walkin' on quicksand and walk slow

Billy, Billy Bayou, watch what you say

A pretty girl'll get you one of these days

Billy was a boy kinda big for a size

Red hair and freckles and big blue eyes

Thirteen years from the day he was born

Bill fought the battle of the little big horn

Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go

You're walkin' on quicksand and walk slow

Billy, Billy Bayou, watch what you say

A pretty girl'll get you one of these days

One sad day Billy cried

"Hoho, I can whip the feathers of Geronimo"

He smarted off the chief got mad

This nearly ended our Louisiana lad

Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go

You're walkin' on quicksand and walk slow

Billy, Billy Bayou, watch what you say

A pretty girl'll get you one of these days

One day in 1878 a pretty girl

Walked through Billy's front gate

He didn't know whether to stand there or run

He would up married 'cause he did weighter one

Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go

You're walkin' on quicksand and walk slow

Billy, Billy Bayou, watch what you say

A pretty girl'll get you one of these days

A pretty girl'll get you one of these days