Fats Domino lyrics
Fats Domino lyrics
"Jambalaya (On the Bayou) Lyrics"
We're Making Whoopee Lyrics
Ooo been such a long time my baby girl I can't wait and, how I do anticipate Ooo holding you closely my darling dear Don't you think it's time that we rejuvenate
Ooo been such a long time my baby girl I can't wait and, how I do anticipate Ooo holding you closely my darling dear Don't you think it's time that we rejuvenate
Jimmy C. Newman
Music & Lyrics : H. Williams
Notes : Also performed by "Creedence Clearwater Revival"
Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh.
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou.
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fil* g
Forever Lyrics
Hold me kiss me whisper to me our love will go on forever Want me need me tell me sweetly our love will go on forever Forever and ever my heart will be true fo
umboHold me kiss me whisper to me our love will go on forever Want me need me tell me sweetly our love will go on forever Forever and ever my heart will be true fo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin',
kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.
Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Jambalayaand a crawfish pie and fil gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue
and I'll catch all the fish in the bayou.
Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Angel Eyes Lyrics
Boy, you're looking fine tonight And every girl's got you in her sights What you're doing with a clown like me Is surely one of life's little mysteries Chorus
Boy, you're looking fine tonight And every girl's got you in her sights What you're doing with a clown like me Is surely one of life's little mysteries Chorus
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fil gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
* Note by Jim Shilliday :
The word fil (with an acute accent on the e,
pronounced feelay) is a spice used to flavor the soup...