Jambalaya (On the Bayou) --- Hank Williams
This is the first song my guitar teacher, John Harrelson, had me play.
[D]Goodbye
Joe, me gotta go, me–oh–[A7]my–oh.
Me gotta go pole the
pirogue down the [D]bayou.
My Yvonne, the sweetest
one, me-oh-[A7]my-oh.
Son-of-a-gun, we’ll have
big fun on the [D]bayou.
[D]Jambalay’
and a crawfish pie and filé [A7]gumbo,
‘Cause tonight
I’m gonna see (my) ma chère a-[D]mie-o.
Pick guitar, fill
fruit jar and be [A7]gay-o.
Son-of-a-gun,
we’ll have big fun on the [D]bayou.
[D]Thibideaux,
Fontaineaux, the place is [A7]buzzin’.
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne
by the [D]dozen.
Dress in style, go hog
wild, me-oh- [A7]my-oh.
Son-of-a-gun, we’ll have
big fun on the [D]bayou.
[D]Jambalay’
and a crawfish pie and filé [A7]gumbo,
‘Cause tonight
I’m gonna see (my) ma chère a-[D]mie-o.
Pick guitar, fill
fruit jar and be [A7]gay-o.
Son-of-a-gun,
we’ll have big fun on the [D]bayou.
[D]Settle
down far from town, get me a [A7]pirouge.
And I’ll catch all the fish
in the [D]bayou.
Swap my ‘mon’ to buy Yvonne
what she [A7]need-o.
Son-of-a-gun, we’ll have
big fun on the [D]bayou.
[D]Jambalay’
and a crawfish pie and filé [A7]gumbo,
‘Cause tonight
I’m gonna see (my) ma chère a-[D]mie-o.
Pick guitar, fill
fruit jar and be [A7]gay-o.
Son-of-a-gun,
we’ll have big fun on the [D]bayou.