| Lyrics: | Hank Williams)
Goodbye Joe, me gotta go down the bayou
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue
down the bayou
My Yvonne, sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on
the bayou
Well, jambalaya an' a crawfish pie an' a fil'e gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm
gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar an' be gay-o
Son of a gun, we gonna
have big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Hey, an' the
kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Well, and-a dress in style, go hog wild an' be
gay-o
Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou
Well, jambalaya an' a
crawfish pie, an' a fil'e gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Well a pick
guitar, fill fruit jar an' be gay-o
Son of a gun, we gonna have a big fun on the
bayou
Wanna settle down, far from town, get me a pirogue
Gonna catch all the fish in
the bayou
Gonna swap my mon, to buy Yvonne, what she need-o
Son of a gun, we gonna have a
big fun on the bayou
Well, jambalaya, an' a crawfish pie, an' a fil'e gumbo
'Cause,
tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar an' be gay-o
Son of a
gun, we're gonna have big fun on the bayou
(Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and
welcomed |
