"Jambalaya (On The Bayou)" lyrics
(originally by Hank Williams)
Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie, filé gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, place is buzzin'
Kinfolk's come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild, and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie, filé gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie, filé gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, place is buzzin'
Kinfolk's come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild, and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie, filé gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Writer(s): Hank Williams Sr.
