| Goodbye Joe, I got to go, me oh, my oh
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| I got to go, pull the pirogue down the bayou
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| My Yvonne, she’s the sweetest one, me oh, my oh
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| Son of a gun, we’re gonna have big fun on the bayou
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| Said, jambalaya, craw fish pie, fillet gumbo
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| 'Coz tonight I’m gonna see my machez amio
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| Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
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| Son of a gun, we’re gonna have big fun on the bayou
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| Well, Thibodaux and the Fountainbleaux, the place was buzzin'
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| Kin folk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
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| Dressed in style, go hog wild, me oh, my oh
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| Son of a gun, we’re gonna have big fun on the bayou
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| Jambalaya, craw fish pie, fillet gumbo
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| 'Coz tonight I’m gonna see my machez amio
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| Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
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| Son of a gun, we’re gonna have big fun on the bayou
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| Goodbye Joe, I got to go, me oh, my oh
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| I got to move far from town, get myself a pirogue
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| I won’t take a whole of my friends out on the bayou
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| Padle away to see my old friend, Woodrow
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| Well, Jambalaya, craw fish pie, fillet gumbo
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| 'Coz tonight I’m gonna see my machez amio
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| Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
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| Son of a gun, we’re gonna have big fun on the bayou
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| I said, son of a gun, we’re gonna have big fun on the bayou
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| Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou |