Jambalaya (Extended Mix) - Geo da Silva

Once upon a time, there lived a girl She knew what she wanted from the world In the brown eyes they could see A fire that burned like summer heat Nothing but trouble so they thought They just watched her from afar If they looked close that flame was a tear But they hadn't seen a girl so fierce Once upon a time, there lived a boy Who would only play with real life toys? One hand here and one hand there No attachments this man wears A smile so sweet it's hard to see That there's no fruit growing in his tree Once a fool he learned long ago It's better to burn than feel the cold You better run, you better run, you better run You better run, you better run, you better run You better run, you better run You don't know what you're in for You don't know, you don't know What you're in you're in for You better run, you better run Cause you don't know what you're in for You better run, you better run You don't know what you're in for You don't know, you don't know What you're in you're in for You better run, you better run Cause you don't know what you're in for You better run, you better run, you better run

Walking all around this town Head in the clouds Believing I was alright Little did i know that when I met you Everything would be alright I was lost and found then you came around And everything felt better And you called my name I knew right away this would be forever I didn't know what was going on Until you walked in my life and i was alright You're all I was waiting for And I never wanna let you go I didn't know what was going on Until you walked in my life and i was alright You're all I was waiting for And I never wanna let you go And I never wanna let you go And I never wanna let you go And I never wanna let you go Walking all around this town Head in the clouds Believing I was alright Little did i know that when I met you Everything would be alright I didn't know what was going on Until you walked in my life and i was alright You're all I was waiting for And I never wanna let you go I didn't know what was going on Until you walked in my life and i was alright You're all I was waiting for And I never wanna let you go And I never wanna let you go And I never wanna let you go And I never wanna let you go

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, sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou Well Thibodeaux, fontaineaux, the place is buzzin' Kinfolk come to see yvonne by the dozen Dress in style, go hog wild and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou, oh, guitar Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou Oh, Lord, hang tight, ooh Lord Ah, take it out, here comes, ah