"Jambalaya (On the Bayou)" as written by and Sr. Williams....
Goodbye 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, a-crawfish pie and a-file' gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my little cher amigo
I'm gonna pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Thibodeaux, Fontainebleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and a-file' gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my little cher amigo
I'm gonna pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou


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"Jambalaya (On the Bayou)" as written by Hank Williams Sr.

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