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I was born on the bayou

Thirty miles of Layfayette

My daddy was a cajun man

Lord he taught us how to plow

I remember mama's breakfast

Cush Cush and a Kaye

Being served on a Banyee

Oh, I wish I had some now.

I'm a cajun born

I'm a cajun bred

When I die

I'm a cajun dead

If I die in Alaska

If I die in Ohio

This soul will find its way

Back to the bayou.

We went to church every sunday

We had a French speaking preacher man

Joked about the preacher man

'Cause we thought he wore a dress.

After church we had a party

We played the music on the phonograph

We had a man singing Jole Blan

Made a sinner out of me.

I'm a cajun born

I'm a cajun bred

When I die

I'm a cajun dead

If I die in Alaska

If I die in Ohio

This soul will find its way

Back to the bayou.

When I'm ready to be married

I'm going to be this cajun lady

Some sorta like my mamma

'Cause there ain't no other kind.

'Cause there ain't no other kind.

Wherever fortune takes me

If it makes me or it breaks me

It's memories will forsake me

Louisiana on my mind.

I'm a cajun born

I'm a cajun bred

When I die

I'm a cajun dead

If I die in Alaska

If I die in Ohio

This soul will find its way

Back to the bayou.

If I die in Alaska

If I die in Ohio

This soul will find it's way

Back to the bayou...