Lyrics:

Ooh JambalayaOoh JambalayaIt was muggy July around supper timeWhen I pulled into New OrleansI got dropped off at South Rampart StreetI was hungry for a plate of greensI made my way down the banquetteWhere I could see an open doorAnd overhead a sign made of painted pine readThe Dixie Drug StorePeppers and roots were hangingFrom the rafters aboveThere were oils and sprays all on displayFor money luck and for loveI reached down to pick one upWhen a dark hand grabbed my armAnd before I could see just who it wasShe said you don't want that charmOoh JambalayaThe last man to walk that thing out of hereJust up and disappearedFound his wallet and his wingtip shoesNear a tombstone down in AlgiersWhat you need my travelling friendIs a place to wash your jeansAnd I wouldn't be the least surprisedIf you were hungry for a plate of greensShe beckoned me on up the stairsFor she'd done made up her mindSaid take off your hat and kick off your bootsAnd leave your pride behindOoh JambalayaShe took me down to a secret placeIn the bayou of her blanketsShe offered to share her bourbonI thanked her then I drank itThru a small crack in the ceilingBurst the Louisiana moonIt shone down on our bodiesAnd we began to croonLike a couple of coyotesWe were howling thru the nightAnd I swear they were a beatin' thoseCongo drums outsideOoh JambalayaWe laughed until the mornin'By then my pants had driedI picked up my hat and pulled on my bootsAnd I gathered up my prideI figured she had