Jambalaya

Last night as I lay dreaming I heard my darling call
And then I went to met her by the singing waterfall
We’d met there every evening when the sun is sinking low
We’d listen to the water as it rippled soft and low
And since she’s gone to Heaven I miss her most of all
Tonight my darling’s sleeping by the singing waterfall
Good-bye, 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 filet 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
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya, crawfish pie, filet 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
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie, filet 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