Jambalaya

Goodbye, Joe, we gotta go, me oh my, oh
We 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

Well, jambalaya and crawfish pie and filé gumbo
'Cause tonight, I'm gonna see my ma chère amie, oh
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay, oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

The Thibodeauxs, the Fontenots, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dressed in style, they go hog wild, me oh my, oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Well, jambalaya and a crawfish pie and a filé gumbo
'Cause tonight, I'm gonna see my ma chère amie, oh
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay, oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Well, jambalaya and crawfish pie and filé gumbo
'Cause tonight, I'm gonna see my ma chère amie, oh
Dressed in style, they go hog wild, me oh my, oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou



Credits
Writer(s): Traditional, Jim Reid, Peter Forbes, Jim Gray, Bobby Reid, Geordie Anderson, Sandy Beattie, Helen Forbes, Bobby Dewars
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