Jambalaya

[Verse 1]

Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh.

Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou.

My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh.

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

[Chorus]

Well jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filé gumbo

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

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,

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

[Verse 2]

Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin',

Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.

We dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh.

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

[Chorus]

Well jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filé gumbo

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

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,

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

[Chorus]

Well jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filé gumbo

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

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,

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