Bobby Comstock & The Counts — Jambalaya lyrics

Goodbye, Joe
Me gotta go
Me oh, my oh
Me gotta go
Pole the pirogue
Down the bayou

There's my Yvonne
The sweetest one
Oh, me oh, my oh
Son of a gun
We're gonna have big fun
On the bayou

Well, jambalaya
And a crawfish pie
And a filet gumbo
Cause tonight
I'm gonna see
My my ma cher amio

I'm gonna pick guitar
I'm gonna fill fruit jar
I'm gonna be gay, oh
Son of a gun
We're gonna have big fun
On the bayou

Settle down far from town
Get me a pirogue
And I'll catch all the fish
In the bayou

Drop my mom
To buy Yvonne
Yeah, what she need-o
Son of a gun
We're gonna have big fun
On the bayou

Well, jambalaya
And a crawfish pie
And a filet gumbo
Cause tonight
I'm gonna see
My my ma cher amio

I'm gonna pick guitar
I'm gonna fill fruit jar
And I'm gonna be gay, oh
Son of a gun
We're gonna have big fun
On the bayou

(Jambalaya)

Well, jambalaya
And a crawfish pie
And a filet gumbo
Cause tonight
I'm gonna see
My my ma cher amio

I'm gonna pick guitar
I'm gonna fill fruit jar
And I'm gonna be gay, oh
Son of a gun
We're gonna have big fun
On the bayou

(Jambalaya, jambalaya...)
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