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Louisianne, where the crawfish grow
Louisanne, they dance that Zydeco
Walk down Bourbon street,
With pirate John Laffitte,
In Louisanne, deep south in Louisanne.

Spring sun shining on the blue bayou,
Marsh grass, swayin in the breeze.
Spanish moss hangs down like long braids of hair,
Down the old cypress trees.

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Shrimp boat trawlin in the open bay,
Seagull floats up in the sky.
Tonite I'll two step, accross my kitchen floor,
Just my barefoot Cher and I.

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Atachafalaya swamp and cypress tree's,
Float my pirouge, set my spirit free.
Set my trot line for Opelusas cat.
Fresh fish for dinner, now you can't beat dat.

Chicken gumbo, jambalay,
Oysters, boudin, roux
Eat until your belly buldge,
Slap your grandma when your through

Hurricane come to Louisanne,
Wind was fightin with the sea.
Tore the gulf shore, end to end,
But never got to me, no never did get to me.

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We just need to get away,
Forget all this stuff.
Bad news crimes and war,
You know we really have had enough.

Just put on your Hawaiian shirt,
Red flowers birds and all,
We can slip off to paradise,
Stay winter spring and fall,
Might not come back at all, might not be back at all.