Pure Prairie League

Pure Prairie League - Cajun Girl songtekst

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(Bill Payne/Martin Kibbee)


Serious blue eyes, so pale & so shy

Look closer 'cause she's got that look in her eye

Red hair that sails on a soft Southern breeze

Fingers that fly on accordion keys


You ain't seen nothin' 'til you seen my Cajun Girl

She's really something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girl


Cook Cajun, speak Creole & lay on the spice

Her fancy so free on them Saturday nights

She sing & she play with the parish hall band

Big city chanteuses just don't stand a chance


You ain't seen nothin' 'til you seen my Cajun Girl

She's really something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girl


You might find my dream just west of New Orleans

If you pole down the Bayou St. John

The way twin fiddles play

and she squeeze on her squeezebox 'til dawn

All night she'll carry on


You ain't seen nothin' 'til you seen my Cajun Girl

She's really something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girl

She's really something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girl


Tell long-legged Lucille I must send my regrets

It's nothing she done, it's just someone I met

With innocent heart, true talent so rare

She blooms on the bayou, this flower so fair


You ain't seen nothin' 'til you seen my Cajun Girl

She's really something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girl

She's really something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girl
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