The Carpenters - Jambalaya

Goodbye Joe, he got to go, me oh my oh He got to 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 Thiboudaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzing All 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 filé gumbo For tonight I’m a-going to see my my 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[ey] to buy Yvonne what she need-o Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya, crawfish pie and filé gumbo For tonight I’m a-going to see my my 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 filé gumbo For tonight I’m a-going to see my my 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 filé gumbo For tonight I’m a-going to see my my 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 filé gumbo For tonight I’m a-going to see my my 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