Born On The Bayou
Now, when I was just a little boy,
Standin to my daddys knee,
My poppa said, son, dont let the man get you
Do what he done to me.
cause hell get you,
cause hell get you now, now.
And I can remember the fourth of july,
Runnin through the backwood, bare.
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin,
Chasin down a hoodoo there.
Chasin down a hoodoo there.
Chorus:
Born on the bayou;
Born on the bayou;
Born on the bayou.
Wish I was back on the bayou.
Rollin with some cajun queen.
Wishin I were a fast freight train,
Just a chooglin on down to new orleans.
Chorus
Do it, do it, do it, do it. oh, lord.
Oh get back boy.
I can remember the fourth of july,
Runnin through the backwood bare.
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin,
Chasin down a hoodoo there.
Chasin down a hoodoo there.
Chorus
All right! do, do, do, do.
Mmmmmmm, oh.
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Cajun Born
I was born on the bayou
Thirty miles of Layfayette
My daddy was a cajun man
Lord he taught us how to plow
I remember mama's breakfast
Cush Cush and a Kaye
Being served on a Banyee
Oh, I wish I had some now.
I'm a cajun born
I'm a cajun bred
When I die
I'm a cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the bayou.
We went to church every sunday
We had a French speaking preacher man
Joked about the preacher man
'Cause we thought he wore a dress.
After church we had a party
We played the music on the phonograph
We had a man singing Jole Blan
Made a sinner out of me.
I'm a cajun born
I'm a cajun bred
When I die
I'm a cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the bayou.
When I'm ready to be married
I'm going to be this cajun lady
Some sorta like my mamma
'Cause there ain't no other kind.
'Cause there ain't no other kind.
Wherever fortune takes me
If it makes me or it breaks me
It's memories will forsake me
Louisiana on my mind.
I'm a cajun born
I'm a cajun bred
When I die
I'm a cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the bayou.
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find it's way
Back to the bayou...
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Hoodoo / Voodoo Medicine Man
Silence, I'm ashamed, I was left as a child
Dragged from the cradle, I was weaned in the wild
Ran with the wolf pack, flesh torn to shreds
In the compensations, I was left there for dead
Read it in the paper it ain't fair
You know who today don't seem to care
Livin', lovin', gettin' loose
Masturbatin' with a noose
Now someone's kickin' out the chair
Some kind of voodoo
Come across this land
Some kind of voodoo
Be the medicine man
Everybody's lookin' at the sky
Don't believe the cover-ups and lies
They been tellin' us since birth
Pissin' off old Mother Earth
My gones are bygones prophesied
Some kind of voodoo
Come across this land
Some kind of hoodoo
Be the medicine man
Get ready
Wonder should I go or should I stay
'Cause what we got ain't workin' anyway
I did my best, God knows I tried
I feel like I been crucified
Why did you, why did you, why did you take it all away
Voodoo, hoodoo, medicine man
Voodoo, hoodoo, medicine man
Voodoo, hoodoo, medicine man
Voodoo, hoodoo, medicine man
Voodoo, hoodoo, medicine man
Voodoo, hoodoo, medicine man
Voodoo, hoodoo, medicine man
Voodoo, hoodoo, medicine man
Voodoo, hoodoo, medicine man
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Ramblin Man
[chorus]
Lord, I was born a ramblin man,
Tryin to make a livin and doin the best I can.
And when its time for leavin,
I hope youll understand,
That I was born a ramblin man.
Well my father was a gambler down in georgia,
He wound up on the wrong end of a gun.
And I was born in the back seat of a greyhound bus
Rollin down highway 41.
Chorus
Im on my way to new orleans this mornin,
Leaving out of nashville, tennessee,
Theyre always having a good time down on the bayou,
Lord, them delta women think the world of me.
Chorus
[repeat and fade]
Lord, I was born a ramblin man...
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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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, well have big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux, fontaineaux the place is buzzin
A kin-folk come to see yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style the go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou
(*) jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight, Im a-gonna see my my-my cher a mi-o
Pick guitar, fill fruit far and be gay-o
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou
Settle down far from town get him a pirogue
And hell catch all the fish in the bayou
Swap his mon to buy yvonne what she need-o
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou
Repeat (*)
song performed by by Carpenters
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Blue Bayou
I feel so bad Ive got a worried mind
Im so lonesome all the time
Since I left my baby behind on blue bayou
Saving nickels, saving dimes, working till the sun dont shine
Looking forward to happier times on blue bayou
Im going back some day come what may to blue bayou
Where you sleep all day and the catfish play on blue bayou
All those fishing boats with their sails afloat if I could only see
That familiar sunrise through sleepy eyes, how happy Id be
Go to see my baby again
And to be with some of my friends
Maybe Id be happy then on blue bayou
Im going back some day, gonna stay on blue bayou
Where the folks are fine and the world is mine on blue bayou
Oh, that girl of mine by my side the silver moon and the evening tide
Oh, some sweet day gonna take away this hurtin inside
Ill never be blue, my dreams come true on blue bayou
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Hoodoo Man
Well I wonder what's exactly the matter.
Child you know the time.
Seemed like an hour.
Everything had changed.
I hold up my head.
Girl, I'm just trying to make you understand.
Well now, everybody tell me
Somebody hoodoo'd the hoodoo man.
Well now, I buzzed your bell this morning;
You had your elevator running slow.
I buzzed your bell in, woman,
Take me on the third floor.
Chorus
Second Verse
Chorus
First Verse
Chorus
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Big Bayou
(gib gilbeau)
I took a long, long trip to the city
I was determined to get somewhere
I spent all my hard earned money
I had saved to put me there
Big bayou where did you go
To the river thats running slow
And to the gulf of mexico
Big bayou carry me home
I took a cotton picking job in memphis
And the people there treated me good
But my luck run bad in nashville
I had to walked the streets of hollywood
Big bayou where did you go
To the river thats running slow
Into the gulf of mexico
Big bayou carry me home
Oh lord Im going home
Where the fish jump in the air
You know I dont need a lot of money
Cause I aint going nowhere
Big bayou where did you go
To the river thats running slow
Into the gulf of mexico
Big bayou carry me home
Big bayou carry me home
To the river thats running slow
Into the gulf of mexico
Big bayou where did you go
Im gonna catch a southbound
Train home one of these days
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Bayou Girl
Yea yea,
Na na na na na
Bayou girl
Can you come out tonight
Bayou girl
Can you come out tonight
Ive been waitin on you
Right down by the bayou
Yea yea yea ,
Bayou girl ,
Come on and let your hair down
Bayou girl ,
Come on and let your hair down
I want to dance with you,
All night, uh
By the light of the moon
Thats what I want to do
Na na na na na
Bayou girl
Can you hear me when I call ?
Bayou girl
Can you hear me when I call ?
I want to be with you
All night.....thats all
Yes sir
Na na na na
Goin to knock on your window
Im gonna , Im gonna
Ring your doorbell too
Knock on your window
Im gonna ring your doorbell too
Wont you come out tonight
Yea yea yea
And jam on the bayou
Na na na na
Bayou girl.....
Can you hear me when I call
Bayou girl,
Na na na
Can you hear me when I call
And Im callin you
I want to be with you
All night........and thats all
Yea yea yea yea
I said now bayou girl
I want to know can you come out tonight
Im gonna knock on your window
Yes sir
Gonna ring your doorbell too
Na na na na
Bayou girl
Tell me , tell me can you come out tonight
I want to dance with you
Yea yea
With you on the bayou
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Jambalaya
(hank williams)
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, well have good fun on the bayou
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and a fillet gumbo
cause tonight Im gonna see my machez amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Thibideaux, fountaineaux, the place is buzzin
Kinfolk come to see yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and a fillet gumbo
cause tonight Im gonna see my machez amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Bayou Jubilee
Nothing in this world such a pure delight
As a fais-do-do on a Saturday night
Work your tail off all week long
But forget about your troubles with a party and a song
Boy I love those old time tunes
They can tickle your senses like a Cajun moon
Creole food sure tastes fine
When you wash it on down with that homemade wine
CHORUS:
Get out the fiddle rosin up the bow
There's gonna be some music and I hope it ain't slow
Grab your baby dance 'til three down at the Bayou Jubilee
Grab your baby dance 'til three down at the Bayou Jubilee
There's Pierre and his girl Laverne
Dancin' so hot you'd think their shoes were burning
Grandma's in the corner shakin' it too
She's got her own version of a Cajun boogaloo (repeat chorus)
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Jambalaya
1. [d]goodbye joe, me gotta go, me oh [a]my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the [d]bayou
My yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh [a]my oh
Son of a gun, well have good fun on the [d]bayou
Chorus:
[d]jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a file [a]gumbo
cause tonight Im gonna see my machez a[d]mio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be [a]gay-oh
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the [d]bayou.
2. instrumental verse (country fiddle solo)
3. [d]thibodeaux, fontainbleau, the place is [a]buzzin
Kinfolk come to see yvonne by the [d]dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh [a]my oh
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the [d]bayou.
Repeat chorus
4. instrumental verse (country fiddle solo)
Final chorus:
[d]jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a fillet [a]gumbo
cause tonight Im gonna see my machez a[d]mio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be [a]gay-oh
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the b[d]ayou.
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the b[d]ayou.
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the b[d]ayou.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Jambalaya (On The Bayou)
(Hank Williams)
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
(Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed!)
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Jambalaya
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 file gumbo
cause tonight Im 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 file gumbo
cause tonight Im 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 file gumbo
cause, tonight Im gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar an be gay-o
Son of a gun, were gonna have big fun on the bayou
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Jambalaya
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, well have good fun on the bayou
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a fillet gumbo
cause tonight Im gonna see my machez amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodeaux, fountaineaux, the place is buzzin
Kinfolk come to see yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a fillet gumbo
cause tonight Im gonna see my machez amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a fillet gumbo
cause tonight Im gonna see my machez amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Jambalaya
Music & lyrics : hank williams
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, well have big fun on the bayou.
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fil* gumbo
cause tonight Im gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodaux, fontaineaux, the place is buzzin,
Kinfolk come to see yvonne by the dozen.
Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fil gumbo
cause tonight Im gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue
And Ill catch all the fish in the bayou.
Swap my mon to buy yvonne what she need-o.
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fil gumbo
cause tonight Im gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, well have big fun on the bayou.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Chasin The Wind
Did the best I could
To make you mine
If you ever felt anything for me
Well, you never gave a sign
Thought time would make you change
Make you want me
But baby I never had a chance
Now I know that theres just some things
Just not meant to be
(chorus)
No use
Making you care about me
No way
That Im gonna win
Oh darlin
I might as well be
Chasin the wind
Oh, Im just
Chasin the wind
Opened up my heart
Let you inside
If love was what you were lookin for
Well, I guess it wasnt mine
So I guess I better go
Its over and done
But you know Im not really sad at all
cause you cant really say its over
When it never had begun
(chorus)
Cant reach the sea
If you cant get past the sand
Cant touch the sky
If you cant reach up your hand
Cant give if you give nothing back
(chorus)
song performed by by Chicago
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Hoodoo Voodoo Lady
Yeah hoodoo voodoo lady cast up your voodoo vision
Let me know where did my baby go where did my lovin' baby go
Hoodoo voodoo lady shake your black cat tooth and your mojo bone
And bring my baby home bring my baby back home yeah
I know she didn't go up to New York City
She thinks that New York City is a little too pretty
I know she didn't go to sunny California
For she thinks that California is a little too phoney
I don't think she went up to north Alaska
She'd've told me cept I might forgot to ask her
And I don't think she went to east St Louis
But she might've gone to China for a little Chop Suey
Wherever she is I'm gonna run right there with you just tell me where
Hoodoo voodoo lady make me a doll that I can stick with pins
So that I can win my baby back again
(Yeah c'mon do somethin' weird and mystical...)
[ guitar ]
Yeah I don't think I'll find her in the Okefenokee
Cause the Okefenokee is too wet and smoky
And I don't think I'll find her up in Mississippi
She may be crazy but she ain't that flippy
And she might've seen her sister in Amarillo
And she might've gone to Philly just to see another feller
She might be drillin' oil in North Dakota
Might have gone to Iceland for an icecream soda
But I gotta get her back if I'm gonna get well so cast your spell
Voodoo hoodoo lady mix me a potion hot bubbly and black
That I can sprinkle on her crack and maybe bring my baby back
(Hoodoo voodoo lady let me know where did that woman of mine go)
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Hoodoo Voodoo
Hoodoo voodoo, seven twenty one two
Haystacka hostacka, ABC
High poker, low joker, ninety-nine-a-zero
Sidewalk, streetcar, dance a goofy dance
Blackbirdy, bluejay, one, two, three, four
Trash sack, jump back, EFG
Biggy hat, little hat, fatty man, skinny man
Grasshopper greensnake, hold my hand
Hoodoo voodoo, chooka-chooky-choo-choo
True blue, how true, kissle me now
Momma cat, Tommy cat, diapers on my clothes line
Two, four, six, eight, I run and hide
Pretty girl, pretty boy, pony on a tin can
I'll be yours, you'll be mine
Hoodoo voodoo, chooka-chooky-choo-choo
True blue, how true, kissle me now
Jinga jangler, tinga lingle, picture on a bricky wall
Hot and scamper, foamy lather, huggle me close
Hot breeze, old cheese, slicky slacky fishy tails
Brush my hair, kissle me some more
Hoodoo voodoo, chooka chooky choo choo
True blue, how true, kissle me now
Hoodoo voodoo, chooka chooky choo choo
True blue, how true, kissle me now
Kissle me now
Brush my hair
And kissle me some more
Kissle me some more
Kissle me some more
song performed by by Wilco
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Jambalay (On The Bayou)
JAMBALAYA
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 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, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin',
kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.
Dress in style and 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
'cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue
and I'll catch all the fish in the bayou.
Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o.
Son of a gun, we'll 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, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
- Hank Williams
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Time To Go Home
Henny
Hey now mine host, dont be so melancholy
Youve made the most out of amy balls folly
You went crazy, ran off with an actress and didnt get rich
What can I say? I still love you, you son of a bitch
Norman new yorks gray and cold but somehow I miss that
Norman and
Running the gull reef club bordered on hand to hand combat
Henny
You beat the odds, water gods now its time for shalom
Hey mr. paperman, I think its time to go home
Chorus
Time to go home norman
Time to go home
Norman
Hey mistuh papuh-mon
Time to go home
Chasin illusions can get quite confusin
Hey mr. papuh-mon time to go home
Norman
Henny Im sorry I hurt you
Thats all I can say
Henny
Who knows this whole episode
Just might end up on broadway
Norman
To hell with bureaucracy and island mystery
Henny
Lets clear the air dear but no more affairs here
Norman
To hell with the hill crowd and life or death parties
Henny
I know a guy who has contacts at sardis
Duet
Hey mister (mrs.) paperman I think its time to go home
Chorus
Time to go home norman
Time to go home norman
Hey mistuh papuh-mon
Time to go home
Chasin illusions can get quite confusin
Hey mr. papuh-mon time to go home
Time to go home norman
Time to go home norman
Hey mistuh papuh-mon
Time to go home
Chasin illusions can get quite confusin
Hey mr. paperman
Time to go home
Time to go home norman
Time to go home norman
Hey mistuh papuh-mon
Time to go home
Chasin illusions can get quite confusin
Hey mr. paperman time to go home
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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