Jambalaya [On the Bayou] lyrics

Goodbye Joe, he got to go, me oh my oh

He got to 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

Thiboudaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzing

All 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 and filé gumbo

For tonight I'm a-going to see my my cher a mi-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 all the fish in the bayou

Swap his mon[ey] to buy Yvonne what she need-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya, crawfish pie and filé gumbo

For tonight I'm a-going to see my my cher a mi-o

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya, crawfish pie and filé gumbo

For tonight I'm a-going to see my my cher a mi-o

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya, crawfish pie and filé gumbo

For tonight I'm a-going to see my my cher a mi-o

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya, crawfish pie and filé gumbo

For tonight I'm a-going to see my my cher a mi-o

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou