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Da Cajun Way
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Peak #19
Peak in subgenre #3
Author
Michael LeBlanc
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yes
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December 20, 2013
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MP3 3.9 MB, 128 kbps, 4:14
Story behind the song
i get a lot of questions from out of staters,you know,the usual stereotype stuff,so i thought i'd write this.
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Da Cajun Way I'm a swamper from down in da bayou I got a jam and i wanna play it for you It hot as lead comin' from my cold steel blue Rat-a-tat-tat-tat hey i like it like that Ya see i live in da Atchafalaya Raised on sauce piquante and jambalaya But ya know my favorite dish is When ya boil up a sack of them big bad crawfish I eat my boudin in the mornin' for breakfast I wear a coon penis bone for a necklace I pole a pirogue around i get real reckless That muscadine wine makes me feel so helpless Maw and paw they brought me up well With a whole lot of heaven and a slice of hell I'll give ya the shirt off my back for real But if ya run me over i'll ring the gators dinner bell Graduated high school got my diploma But i didn't learn nuttin' that i wanna They didn't teach me how to gut and cook the fauna Politics and algebra put me in a coma I got a houseboat tied to a cypress tree ya'll I eat everything that don't eat me ya'll I don't need a clock i don't watch tv I like to pass a good time with mon cherie Saturday night and ya know where we go We cut a rug down at the fais do do Use a little gris-gris use my bad mojo Do the alligator to the fiddle and bow I wake up in the mornin' and my head hurts But i got to shake it off and get back to work I got beaucoup lines to run and traps to set I might take a little beak and cast me a fish net I put my hip boots on and do a little marsh walkin' There's a nasty varmit that i'm a gonna be stalkin' I got my trusty .22 that girl never fails I get me five bucks for every nutria tail When i wanna cruise i take out my airboat Load the honeys up and we all gonna get stoked Show my podnuhs just how to float The bully of the bayou don't mess with this goat I keep a skinnin' blade here on my left hip Got a catahoula cur here for my sidekick We run the swamp we know every back slip My daddy he taught me every low down slick trick Swamp juice runnin' through my blood gives me power Everybody knows i'm a full moon howler I know a witchy woman makes a potion from a flower Told me not to drink it till the thirteenth hour I aint scared of no snakes or no gators But i sure do hate those big hungry skeeters I take the good with the bad that's my flavor Every sunday mornin' i wanna hear about my savior I don't waste time at no mardi gras Though it looks real fun from what i saw But i have me a time suckin' oysters raw And bustin' out the meat of a big funky crab claw Bayou belles floatin' like a butterfly Kisses sting with lovin' that'll get ya high They knock ya out lookin' in their dark eyes Comin' on strong like a hurricane in disguise Now i said what i had to say ya'll Da way i work and da way i play ya'll It's my life i love it everyday I'm proud to live da cajun way See ya boo!
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