| I know a girl named Dee-Dee, she’s a good friend of mine
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| Livin' on the bayous in Evangeline
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| Pretty as a picture in a magazine
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| About the prettiest little thing you ever seen
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| Back up on the muddy water, down where the big fish go
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| I’m a-runnin' 'long the banks in a little pirogue
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| And all day long what I’m thinkin' of
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| I’m a-hopin' I can snare me a little cajun dove
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| She lives down in a two-bit town
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| Where the palmetto grows all around
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| Anywhere in the whole damn world
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| You won’t never find love like a bayou girl
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| We were sittin' in a shotgun cabin a-sippin' a little sherry wine
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| Sure do have some fun, sure do have a real good time
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| Laughin' and a-singin' I guarantee
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| To the adelide-a and a-fiddle-dee-dee
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| Well someday we’re gonna get married, she will be my bride
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| Many people’ll come and watch us stand side-by-side
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| Gonna have her little band play fais do-do
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| Étouffée and a hot gumbo
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| She lives down in a two-bit town
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| Where the palmetto grows all around
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| Anywhere in the god almighty world
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| You won’t ever find love like a bayou girl
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| There ain’t nothin' in the world like a bayou girl
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| Oh, like a bayou girl
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| Well there ain’t nothin' like a bayou girl |