Jambalaya

JambalayaGoodbye, Joe, he gotta go, me oh my-oh. He gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou. His Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my-oh. Son-of-a-gun, we*ll have big fun on the bayou. Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzing. 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.
Jambalaya, crawfish pie, fillet gumbo. For tonight I*m gonna see my cherami-o. Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o. Son-of-a-gun, we*ll have big fun on the bayou.
Settle down far from town, get him a pirogue, and he*ll catch you all the fish in the bayou. Swapped his mom to buy Yvonne what she need-o. Son-of-a-gun, we*ll have big fun on the bayou.