On the Bayou

It was a Cajun man asked me to be his wife

Said, "Move to Louisiana, start a brand new life"

Gather up your things and throw 'em in a sack

Once you're down there you won't wanna come back

Well, his folks are friendly living in the swamp land

Always willing to lend a helping hand

There's catfish, crawfish, and gumbo too

Always something cooking on the bayou

A-singing, hey yo, sure like to go down in Louisiana on the bayou

Picking and a fiddle and a Cajun song

Down in Louisiana's where I belong

Down in Louisiana's where I belong

He said, "Thibodaux and Fontaineaux"

Just what that means, well, I'll never know

But if Hank Williams sang it, it must be true

'Cause he sang an awful lot about the bayou

Just a-singing, hey yo, sure like to

Go down in Louisiana on the bayou

Picking and a fiddle and a Cajun song

Down in Louisiana's where I belong

Down in Louisiana's where I belong

Hey

Yeah

Well, I married that man and we have a little son

Life on the bayou's an awful lot of fun

The gators don't harm us, the snakes don't bite

They listen to the music all day and all night

Just a-singing, hey yo, sure like to

Go down in Louisiana on the bayou

Picking and a fiddle and a Cajun song

Down in Louisiana's where we belong

Down in Louisiana's where we belong

Hey, oh, whoa

Sure like to go down, down, down in Louisiana

Picking on the bayou