Jambalaya

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[Verse 1]
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Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me, oh,
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 my oh.
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Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down
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 the bayou.
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My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me, 
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oh, my, oh.
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Son of a gun, we'll have big fun 
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on the bayou.


[Chorus]
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Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and a
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 filet gumbo.
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For tonight I'm gonna see my ma 
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cher amie-o.
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Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be 
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gayo.
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Son of a gun, we'll have big fun 
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on the bayou.


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[Verse 2]
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Thibodeaux, Fontaineaux, the place
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 is buzzin'.
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Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the 
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dozen.
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Dress in style and go hog wild, 
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me, oh, my, oh.
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Son of a gun, we'll have big fun 
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on the bayou.


[Chorus]
A                                 
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and a
       E
 filet gumbo.
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For tonight I'm gonna see my ma 
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cher amie-o.
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Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be 
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gayo.
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Son of a gun, we'll have big fun 
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on the bayou.


[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
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Settle down far from town, get me 
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a pirogue.
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And I'll catch all the fish in the 
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bayou.
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Send my mom to get Yvonne what she 
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need-o.
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Son of a gun, we'll have big fun 
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on the bayou.


[Chorus]
A                                 
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and a
       E
 filet gumbo.
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For tonight I'm gonna see my ma 
   A
cher amie-o.
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Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be 
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gayo.
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Son of a gun, we'll have big fun 
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on the bayooooooou.