Cajun Born
Left pretty Jo i was born on the bayou
Thirty miles out of Lafayette
My daddy was a Cajun man and
He taught me how to plow
I remember mama's breakfast goosh-goosh
In the caye steam syrup upon the banje
I wish I had some now i'm a Cajun born
I'm a Cajun bred and when I
Die I'll be Cajun dead
If I die in Alaska if I die in Ohio
My soul will find it's way back to the bayou
Went to church every Sunday
Had a French talking preacher man
We kids joked about the preacher man because
We thought he wore a dress
After church we had a party
Cajun music on the phonograph
Harry Short singing Jole Blon made
A singer out of me i'm a Cajun born
When I get enough to marry
Get myself a Cajun lady
Something sort of like my mama
Because I'm not another kind
And wherever fortune takes me with
The breaks or makes me
Memory won't forsake me
Got Louisiana on my mind i'm a Cajun born