Gerry & The Pacemakers - Jambalaya

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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