Fire On the Bayou - The Meters

Goodbye, Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh He gotta go-pole the pirogue go down the Bayou His Yvonne the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the Bayou Thibodaux, Fontaineaux the place is buzzin' A kin-folk come to see Yvonne by the dozen Dressed in style, the go hog wild, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the Bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my, my cher au mi-oh Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh 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 mom to buy Yvonne what she need-oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the Bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my, my cher au mi-oh Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the Bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my, my cher au mi-oh Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the Bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo (hee-haw) For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my, my cher au mi-oh Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the Bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my, my cher au mi-oh Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the Bayou

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, filé gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, place is buzzin' Kinfolk's come to see Yvonne by the dozen Dress in style, go hog wild, and be gay-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie, filé gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Come on, Joe, we gotta go, me oh my oh. We gotta go, take the pirogue down the bayou. Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we're having fun on the bayou. I said now Come on, Joe, we gotta go, oh on the bayou We gotta go, take the pirogue down the bayou. Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we're having fun on the bayou. Well, Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see oh my cher amio. Oh now, pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo, Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou. Oh let's go then! Well, come on, Joe, and now we gotta go, oh down the bayou. Yeah, We gotta go, take the pirogue down to bayou. Bring your Ma, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we're having fun on the bayou. Well, Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see oh my cher amio. Bring your Ma, fill fruit jar and be gayo, Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou.

This is the story about the knight and the dragon. The dragon He bite me (whoa lord) The dragon (You know that) He bite me Funky funky funky funky dragon Keep on messin' my thing around Got to get him Got to get him I once was a knight at the round table Go Go Go Go Go He bite me The dragon He bite me The dragon He bite me I once was a knight at the round table Go Go Go He bite me Got to get him Got to get him Got to get him Every time I go out and try to save the fair maiden in distress, that old dragon always comes around roaring and carrying on and always trying to bite me, just like this... Always trying to bite me, I ... I can't keep going for that