The Searchers
The Searchers - Jambalaya lyrics
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Good bye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh He gotta 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 Thibodaux, Fontaineaux the place is buzzin' Kin-folk come to see Yvonne by the dozen Dress 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 see my ma 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 to buy Yvonne what she need-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 see my ma 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 and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo Cause tonight, I'm gonna see my ma 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 and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo Cause tonight, I'm gonna see my ma 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 and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo Cause tonight, I'm gonna see my ma 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