Jambalaya

Lyrics

Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me, oh, my, oh
 Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
 My Yvonne, sweetest one, me, oh, my, oh
 Son of a gun, we're gonna have big fun on the bayou
 Well Jambalaya, crawfish pie and filé gumbo
 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my cher amie-o
 Gonna pick guitar, fill fruit jar, and be gay-o
 Son of a gun, we're gonna have big fun on the bayou
 ♪
 Well Thibodaux, Fontenot, the place is buzzin'
 Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
 Well we dress in style, we go hog wild, me, oh, my, oh
 Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
 Well Jambalaya, crawfish pie and filé gumbo
 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my cher amie-o
 Gonna pick guitar, fill fruit jar, and be gay-o
 Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
 Well Jambalaya, crawfish pie and filé gumbo
 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my cher amie-o
 Gonna dress in style, go all wild, me oh my oh
 Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou
 Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou
 (Thank you)
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:11
Key
4
Tempo
165 BPM

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