Robby Longo
Robby Longo - Jambalaya lyrics
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Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me-o, my-o Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou My Ivonne, the sweetest one, me-o, my-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my, my cher au mi-oh Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Thibodaux, Fontaineaux the place is buzzin' A kin-folk come to see Yvonne by the dozen Dressed in style, the go hog wild, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the Bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna meet my ma cher au mi-oh Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna meet my ma cher au mi-oh Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou