Cajun Born Songtext
von Emmylou Harris
Cajun Born Songtext
I was born on the Bayou
Thirty miles outta Lafayette
My daddy was a Cajun man
Lord he taught us how to plow
I remember mama′s breakfast
Cush Cush and a Kaye
Being served on a Banyee
Lord, I wish I had some now
I'm a Cajun born
I′m a Cajun bred
When I die
I'm a Cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the Bayou
We went to church every Sunday
We had a French speaking preacher man
Joked about the preacher man
'Cause we thought he wore a dress
After church we had a party
We played the music on the phonograph
We had a man singing Jole Blan
Made a sinner out of me
I′m a Cajun born
I′m a Cajun bred
When I die
I'm a Cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the Bayou
When I′m ready to be married
I'm going to be this Cajun lady
Some sorta like my mamma
′Cause there ain't no other kind
No, no other kind
Wherever fortune takes me
If it makes me or it breaks me
Its memories will forsake me
Louisiana on my mind
I′m a Cajun born
I'm a Cajun bred
And when I die
I'm a Cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the Bayou
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the Bayou
Thirty miles outta Lafayette
My daddy was a Cajun man
Lord he taught us how to plow
I remember mama′s breakfast
Cush Cush and a Kaye
Being served on a Banyee
Lord, I wish I had some now
I'm a Cajun born
I′m a Cajun bred
When I die
I'm a Cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the Bayou
We went to church every Sunday
We had a French speaking preacher man
Joked about the preacher man
'Cause we thought he wore a dress
After church we had a party
We played the music on the phonograph
We had a man singing Jole Blan
Made a sinner out of me
I′m a Cajun born
I′m a Cajun bred
When I die
I'm a Cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the Bayou
When I′m ready to be married
I'm going to be this Cajun lady
Some sorta like my mamma
′Cause there ain't no other kind
No, no other kind
Wherever fortune takes me
If it makes me or it breaks me
Its memories will forsake me
Louisiana on my mind
I′m a Cajun born
I'm a Cajun bred
And when I die
I'm a Cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the Bayou
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the Bayou
Writer(s): Kermit Goell, Joel Sonnier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com