Lyrics of
Jambalaya

Good-bye Joe, he gotta go, me oh, my oh
He gotta go pull the pirogue down the bayou
Here's Yvonne sweetest one, me oh, my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodeau, Fontainbleau, the place is buzzin'
Kin folk 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
Jumbayla crawfish pie filet gumbo
For tonight I'm gonna see my me-cher a me oh
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar, and be gay oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Settle down far from town get him in a pirogue,
And he'll catch all the fish in the bayou.
Swap his mun to by Yvonne what she need-oh,
Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou