Billy Bayou

Back about eighteen hundred and some A Louisiana couple had a red-headed son No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe So they just called him Billy Bayou Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow Billy, Billy Bayou, watch what you say A pretty girl'll get you one of these days Billy was a boy, kinda big for his size Red hair, freckles and big blue eyes Thirteen years from the day he was born Billy fought the battle of the Little Big Horn Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow Billy, Billy Bayou, watch what you say A pretty girl'll get you one of these days One sad day Billy cried, "Ho Ho! I can lick the feathers off of Geronimo" He started off, the chief got mad This nearly ended our Louisiana lad Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow Billy, Billy Bayou, watch what you say A pretty girl'll get you one of these days One day in eighteen seventy-eight A pretty girl walked through Bill's front gate He didn't know whether to stand there or run He wound up married 'cuz he didn't either one Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow Billy, Billy Bayou, watch what you say A pretty girl'll get you one of these days A pretty girl'll get you one of these days