Little Feat - Cajun Girl Lyrics
Bill Payne, Martin KibbeeSerious blue eyes, so pale and so shyLook closer 'cause she's got that look in her eyeRed hair that sails on a soft southern breezeFingers that fly on accordion keys You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girlShe's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl Cook cajun, speak creole, and lay on the spiceHer fancy so free on these Saturday nightsShe sings and she plays at the parish hall danceBig city chanteuses just don't stand a chance You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girlShe's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl Might find me a dream, just West of New OrleansIf you pole up the bayou St. JohnThe way twin fiddles playAnd she squeezes her box until dawnAll night they carry on Tell long leg Lucille I must send my regretsIt's nothin' she's done, it's just someone I metWith innocent heart, true talent so rareShe bloom on the bayou, this flower so fair You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girlShe's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girlYou ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl Might find me a dream, just West of New OrleansIf you pole up the bayou St. JohnThe way twin fiddles playAnd she squeezes her box until dawnAll night they carry on
