Lyrics of
Jumbayla

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.
Feeble doe, fountain oh, 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.
Jumbay la crawfish pie filet gumbo,
For tonite 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.
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