Lyrics: Cajun Born

Left pretty Jo I was born on the bayou thirty miles out of Lafayette
My daddy was a cajun man and he taught me how to plow
I remember mama's breakfast goosh-goosh in the caye
Steams're upon the banje I wish I had me some now

I'm a cajun born I'm a cajun bread
And when I die I'll be cajun dead
If I die in Alaska if I die in Ohio
My soul will find its way back to the bayou

Went to church every Sunday had a French talkin' preacher man
We kids joked about the preacher man cause we thought he wore a dress
After church we had a party cajun music on the phonograph
Harry Short singing Jole Blon made a singer out of me

I'm a cajun born I'm a cajun bread
And when I die I'll be cajun dead
If I die in Alaska if I die in Ohio
My soul will find its way back to the bayou

When I get enough to marry get myself a cajun lady
Some sorta like my mama cause I ain't no other kind
And wherever fortune takes me with the breaks or makes me
Memory won't forsake me got Louisiana on my mind

I'm a cajun born I'm a cajun bread
And when I die I'll be cajun dead
If I die in Alaska if I die in Ohio
My soul will find its way back to the bayou