Loup Garou - Willy DeVille

Come with me through the doors

Of a Bayou barroom

There’s a place God’s angels don’t go

Satans wolves all loom large

Over creatures only mad men know

Its Louisiana guard dog’s nightmare

Cajuns don’t say his name

But they say looks just like a rabid dog

And he walks upright like a man

Loup Garou Bal Goula

Loup Garou Bal Garou

Du bon temps danse pres du

Feu … ce soir

Black snake swim through the water

See spanish moss gently sway

Moon hangs yellow like a big gold coin

In the distance you can hear them sing

Shhh!

See them playing on a big bass drum

It’s made out of coon skin hide

Shhh, Shhh!

See them shaking rattles fullof human teeth

Shaking them out of time

Sing child

Loup Garou Bal Goula

Du bon temps danse pres du

Feu … ce soir (repeat)