Lyrics:

Jambalaya
Jambalaya

Good-bye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh
He gotta 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 buzzin'
All kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress 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-gonna 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 to buy Yvonne what she need-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou