Jambalaya - Eddy Mitchell

Goodbye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh

He gotta go -- pole the pirogue down the bayou

My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh

Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo

'Cause tonight I’m gonna see my ma 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

Thibadaux, Fountaineaux the place is buzzin'

Kin-folk come, to see Yvonne, by the dozen

Dressed in style, they 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

'Cause tonight I’m gonna see my ma 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 on the bayou

Swap his mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o

Son of a gun we’ll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo

'Cause tonight I’m gonna see my ma 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