Cajun Born

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

Coosh coosh in the caye

Steam syrup upon the banje

HuUm I wish I had some now

I'm a Cajun born, I'm a Cajun bred

And when I die I'll be Cajun dead

If I die in Alaska if I die in Ohio

My soul will find it's way back to the bayou

Went to church every sunday

Had a French talking preacher man

We kids joked about the preacher man

Because 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 bred

And when I die I'll be Cajun dead

If I die in Alaska if I die in Ohio

My soul will find it's way back to the bayou

When I get enough to marry

Get myself a Cajun lady

Something sort of like my mama

Because I ain't no other, 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 bred

And when I die I'll be Cajun dead

If I die in Alaska if I die in Ohio

My soul will find it's way back to the bayou.