Jambalaya Songtext
von Pluto Shervington

Here goes Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh
He gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
And here′s Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Dre′ but dawn, Poinciana, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
They dress in style, they go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Oh, jambalaya and a crayfish pie and a fillet gumbo
For tonight I′m gonna see my ma cher amio
You pick guitar and I 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
So he'll catch all the fish in the bayou
He′s packed his mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crayfish pie and a fillet gumbo
For tonight I′m a-gonna see my ma cher amio
You pick guitar and I fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Oh, jambalaya and a crayfish pie and a fillet gumbo
For tonight I′m a-gonna see my ma cher amio
You pick guitar and I fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Oh, jambalaya and a crayfish pie and a fillet gumbo
For tonight I'm a-gonna see my ma cher amio
You pick guitar and I fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we′ll have big fun on the bayou

Oh, jambalaya and a crayfish pie and a fillet gumbo
For tonight I′m a-gonna see my ma cher amio