Jambalaya Lyrics

Wenche Jambalaya

Jambalaya


Jambalaya


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'

A 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

For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my my-my 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