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)