Carpenters - Jambalaya (On The Bayou) lyrics

Good-bye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh He gotta go-pole the pirogue down the bayou His Yvonne the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin' A kinfolk 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, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo For tonight, I'm-a 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 in 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, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo For tonight, I'm-a 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 Jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo For tonight, I'm-a 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 Jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo For tonight, I'm-a 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 Jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo For tonight, I'm-a 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