Good-bye joe, you gotta go, me oh my oh
You gotta go-pole the pirogue down the bayou
You da one, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, you’ll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filé gumbo
’cause tonight he’s gonna see his mon cher amio.
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, you’ll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filé gumbo
’cause tonight he’s gonna see his mon cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, you’ll have big fun on the bayou.

Thank you joe, for the jambalaya and a crawfish pie
and filé gumbo, pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, you’ll have big fun on the blogo-bayou.
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filé gumbo

Son of a gun, you’ll have big fun on the blogo-bayou.
Just be grateful this terrible pun-poem-song isn’t
Two yards long, so dress in style, go hog wild,
me oh my oh you’ll have big fun on the blogo-bayou.

We will miss you. You have been an excellent co-blogger here with Dean. You have an interesting style. Thank you.

It was the Kathy Lee Gifford CDs that really did me in. He wouldn't blog unless I promised to listen to at least one a week. The brain damage became overwhelming after awhile...