John Fogerty : The Blue Ridge Rangers

Blues Rock / USA
(1972 - Fantasy)
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1. JAMBALAYA ON THE BAYOU




Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh.
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou.
My Yvonne, sweetest one, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou.


Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou.

Thibodeaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin',
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.
Dress in style, go hog wild, and be gayo.
Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou.

Oh, guitar!

Oh, Lord!
Hang tight, ooh Lord!
Ah, take it out.
He's comin', ah!






2. WORKIN ON A BUILDING




I'm workin' on a building, I'm workin' on a building,
I'm workin' on a building, for my Lord, for my Lord.
If IIIIIIIIIIIIII were a drunkard, tell you what I'd do,
I'd quit my drinkin', and work on a building too.


I'm workin' on a building, I'm workin' on a building,
I'm workin' on a building, for my Lord, for my Lord.
It'a a Holy Ghost building, It'a a Holy Ghost building,
It'a a Holy Ghost building, for my Lord, for my Lord.

If IIIIIIIIIIIIII were a gambler, tell you what I'd do,
I'd quit my gamblin', and I'd work on a building too.
If IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII were a preacher,
Tell you what I'd do,

I'd keep on preachin', and I'd work on a building too.








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