"Down At The Borderline" lyrics

Have you ever been down to Thibodaux, Louisiana
South of the Pontchartrain?
They play the Zydeco and wrestle alligators
Making love in a hurricane, make love in a hurricane

There's sawdust floor and a shuffleboard table
Creole cookin' in the air
Whatever you do, you better not cross Mable
There's a pistol in her beehive hair, a loaded pistol in her beehive hair

We dance to the Cajun fiddles
Have ourselves a real good time
There's a chance we'll drink just a little
Down at the borderline, way down at the borderline

Man, I'm a sucker for the folks on the Bayou
Best you're ever gonna find
Treat ya like they give a damn about you
Down at the borderline, way down at the borderline

We dance to the Cajun fiddles
Have ourselves a real good time
There's a chance we'll drink just a little
Down at the borderline, way down at the borderline

We dance to the Cajun fiddles
Have ourselves a real good time
There's a chance we'll drink just a little
Down at the borderline, way down at the borderline
Down at the borderline, way down at the borderline