Jambalaya

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
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
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin',
kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.
Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou
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
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
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
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.
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun
on the bayouuuuu