Текст песни Van Morrison - Jambalaya
Van Morrison - Jambalaya слова песни
Goodbye Joe, me gotta go down the bayou
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou
Well, jambalaya an` a crawfish pie an` a fil`e gumbo
`Cause tonight I`m gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar an` be gay-o
Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin`
Hey, an` the kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Well, and-a dress in style, go hog wild an` be gay-o
Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou
Well, jambalaya an` a crawfish pie, an` a fil`e gumbo
`Cause tonight I`m gonna see my ma cher amio
Well a pick guitar, fill fruit jar an` be gay-o
Son of a gun, we gonna have a big fun on the bayou
Wanna settle down, far from town, get me a pirogue
Gonna catch all the fish in the bayou
Gonna swap my mon, to buy Yvonne, what she need-o
Son of a gun, we gonna have a big fun on the bayou
Well, jambalaya, an` a crawfish pie, an` a fil`e gumbo
`Cause, tonight I`m gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar an` be gay-o
Son of a gun, we`re gonna have big fun on the bayou