LYRIC

You see me there but I ant no fool,
I’m one smart Frenchmen never been to school
You want to get some-where in a Creole town
Stop and me show you around

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You let the Bon Ton Roula, you let the mule-a bool-a
Now don’t you be no fool-a, you let the Bon Ton Roula

I got a Creole gal, she’s one fine dish
But she’s got way’s like the old craw-fish
She don’t know noth’n, but raise sand all night
But when it come to mak’n love, she’s al-right

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If you want to have yourself, some real-fine fun
Go down to Louisiana and get you some
You’ll find her cutt’n cane all down the line
I got a cotton picker, she’s really fine

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At the church bazaar or the baseball game
At the French tra-la it's all the same
If you want-a have fun you got to go
Way out in the country to the zydeco

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