| Ma chérie, she has left me for good,
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| After I gave my love for so long.
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| She’s out there with somebody new,
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| And I just can’t sit here alone, no.
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| But it’s so hard to drive with these tears in my eyes,
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| And it takes a long time to get to Baton Rouge.
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| And all I want is to hear somebody play my song,
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| Lord when a Cajun man gets the blues.
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| When I’m feeling the weight of the water
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| Lord I know that there’s blues in the Quarter
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| If I could hold back my tears and make it there, I’d be alright
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| But I might need you, New Orleans, every night
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| And I don’t know where I’d be without you
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| Yeah you’ve been there for me all the while
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| From Lafayette, to Thibodaux to Lake Charles
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| And from Cocodrie to Shreveport to Grand Isle.
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| Now when I’m feeling the pain, the bayou’s calling my name
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| And that’s an offer I can’t refuse
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| Oh it’s hard to miss you, Louisiana
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| When a Cajun man gets the blues
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| Yes it’s hard to miss you, Louisiana
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| When this Cajun man got the blues.
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| End. |