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, gonna have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou
Well Thibodeaux, fontaineaux, the place is buzzin' Kinfolk come to see yvonne by the dozen Dress in style, go hog wild and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou, oh, guitar
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou
Oh, Lord, hang tight, ooh Lord Ah, take it out, here comes, ah