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Well I went out a fishin' to make a little mon. |
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To take to Cajulina so we could have some fun. |
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On the way back, I knocked a hole in my bow. |
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I got a hole in my pirogue, I can't go see my gal. |
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The purtiest sight that you ever have seen |
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Is a moonlight night down in New Orleans. |
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I'm up the river, just around the bend. |
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I got a hole in my pirogue, I just cain't hold it in. |
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Well Catelina's waitin' with tears in her eyes. |
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Munchin' and a crunchin' on a crawfish pie. |
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I smell a feeling floatin' through the air |
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I got a hole in my pirogue, I can't go see my Cher. |
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Yeah I'm here on the bayou, sittin' all alone |
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With a busted bottom and I cain't pole it home. |
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Cajulina's waitin' lonesome as can be. |
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I got a hole in my pirogue, I cain't go see my she. |
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