"Down In Thibodaux" lyrics

"Down In Thibodaux"

Out west of New Orleans
Out along a slow movin' bayou
They got a fishing camp I go
To see the oldest friend I know
They call him Boudraux
If you ever go and see him
Something you should know
You'll never get there walkin'
Hear me talkin'
You're gonna need a bateau
Down in Thibodaux

Yeah, when you get there he'll be waitin'
With a fiddle made by Satan
And a wicked bow
He will show you how to play
Just as quick as you can say
"That's what I wanna know"
Don't bring him any money
Bring him beer instead
He looks a little strange
That ain't a possum on his head
That's a chapeau
Down in Thibodaux

He'll be drinkin' beer by noon
He'll be smokin' Picayune
And stompin' on the floor
Not right away, but pretty soon
You'll be pickin' out a tune
He'll say, "I told you so"
He'll say, "Just listen, let me show you
Get this through your head
And I guarantee by Sunday
You will knock them dead
Down at that fais do-do
Down in Thibodaux"

He'll say, "You're gonna be a star
You will drive a fancy car
You'll be spendin' free
But when you're having all your fun
And your song is number one
You better think of me
'Cause no matter how big you get
Or far you go
There's still someone who knew you
Back when you were just a silly little crapaud
From down in Thibodaux"
Down in Thibodaux
Down in Thibodaux


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