Jambalaya
Bobby Comstock Lyrics


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Goodbye, Joe
Me gotta go
Me oh, my oh
Me gotta go
Pole the pirogue
Down the bayou

There's my Yvonne
The sweetest one
Oh, me oh, my oh
Son of a gun
We're gonna have big fun
On the bayou

Well, jambalaya
And a crawfish pie
And a filet gumbo
Cause tonight
I'm gonna see
My my ma cher amio

I'm gonna pick guitar
I'm gonna fill fruit jar
I'm gonna be gay, oh
Son of a gun
We're gonna have big fun
On the bayou

Settle down far from town
Get me a pirogue
And I'll catch all the fish
In the bayou

Drop my mom
To buy Yvonne
Yeah, what she need-o
Son of a gun
We're gonna have big fun
On the bayou

Well, jambalaya
And a crawfish pie
And a filet gumbo
Cause tonight
I'm gonna see
My my ma cher amio

I'm gonna pick guitar
I'm gonna fill fruit jar
And I'm gonna be gay, oh
Son of a gun
We're gonna have big fun
On the bayou

(Jambalaya)

Well, jambalaya
And a crawfish pie
And a filet gumbo
Cause tonight
I'm gonna see
My my ma cher amio

I'm gonna pick guitar
I'm gonna fill fruit jar
And I'm gonna be gay, oh
Son of a gun
We're gonna have big fun
On the bayou





(Jambalaya, jambalaya...)

Overall Meaning

In Bobby Comstock's "Jambalaya," the song starts off with the singer saying goodbye to Joe and making his way down to the bayou. There, he meets up with his sweetheart Yvonne and the two of them plan to have a good time together. This good time involves various Cajun dishes such as jambalaya, crawfish pie, and filet gumbo. The singer then plans to play his guitar and drink from a fruit jar, all the while having fun on the bayou with his girl.


The song is full of fun, upbeat energy and captures the spirit of a lively party on the bayou. The use of Cajun language and food helped make the song iconic and widely recognized in the genre. The use of the guitar helped tie the music together and provide a catchy, upbeat tune that would remain popular for decades.


Line by Line Meaning

Goodbye, Joe
Farewell, Joe


Me gotta go
I have to leave


Me oh, my oh
Oh my goodness


Me gotta go
I have to leave


Pole the pirogue
Row the boat gently


Down the bayou
Along the waterway


There's my Yvonne
There is my lover, Yvonne


The sweetest one
The most charming and kind person


Oh, me oh, my oh
Oh my goodness


Son of a gun
An expression of surprise or admiration


We're gonna have big fun
We are going to have a lot of enjoyment


On the bayou
By the waterway


Well, jambalaya
A popular Creole dish made with rice and meat or seafood


And a crawfish pie
A dish made with crawfish baked in a pie


And a filet gumbo
A soup made with meat or seafood and vegetables, thickened with okra or filé powder


Cause tonight
Because this evening


I'm gonna see
I will see


My my ma cher amio
My dear friend or lover


I'm gonna pick guitar
I will play guitar


I'm gonna fill fruit jar
I will fill a jar with fruit


I'm gonna be gay, oh
I will be happy and carefree


Settle down far from town
Live a quiet life away from the city


Get me a pirogue
Acquire a small canoe


And I'll catch all the fish
I will catch all the fish in the waterway


In the bayou
By the waterway


Drop my mom
Leave my mother


To buy Yvonne
To spend time with my lover, Yvonne


Yeah, what she need-o
What she needs


Well, jambalaya
A popular Creole dish made with rice and meat or seafood


And a crawfish pie
A dish made with crawfish baked in a pie


And a filet gumbo
A soup made with meat or seafood and vegetables, thickened with okra or filé powder


Cause tonight
Because this evening


I'm gonna see
I will see


My my ma cher amio
My dear friend or lover


I'm gonna pick guitar
I will play guitar


I'm gonna fill fruit jar
I will fill a jar with fruit


And I'm gonna be gay, oh
I will be happy and carefree


Son of a gun
An expression of surprise or admiration


We're gonna have big fun
We are going to have a lot of enjoyment


On the bayou
By the waterway


Well, jambalaya
A popular Creole dish made with rice and meat or seafood


And a crawfish pie
A dish made with crawfish baked in a pie


And a filet gumbo
A soup made with meat or seafood and vegetables, thickened with okra or filé powder


Cause tonight
Because this evening


I'm gonna see
I will see


My my ma cher amio
My dear friend or lover


I'm gonna pick guitar
I will play guitar


I'm gonna fill fruit jar
I will fill a jar with fruit


And I'm gonna be gay, oh
I will be happy and carefree


Son of a gun
An expression of surprise or admiration


We're gonna have big fun
We are going to have a lot of enjoyment


On the bayou
By the waterway


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