Hit it, Hal

Early in the mornin', she hitched a ride down to Louisville
Holdin' onto a hundred dollar bill
Dressed herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans, baby
Yeah, she looked good, like a lady

Do it to me, James

And the Mississippi River runs like molasses in the summertime
And me, you know, I don't hardly mind

Sippin' on a beer in Bourbon Street and I'm sittin' easy
Don't get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me

Have a seat an' take a load off your feet, and she said "Yes"
So I said, "I like your dress"
Swamps all around make ya feel kinda funny, don't they, honey
She crossed her legs and looked at me funny

Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin' (what you're doin')
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'

Joseph
{Bass: Joe Osborn}

Early in the mornin', she hitched a ride down to Louisville (Louisville)
Holdin' onto a hundred dollar bill
Dressed herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans, baby
Yeah, she looked good, like a lady

And the Mississippi River, it runs like molasses in the summertime
And me, you know, I don't hardly mind

Sippin' on a beer in Bourbon Street and I'm sittin' easy
Don't get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me

Everybody sing

Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'

Have a seat, take a load off your feet, and she said "Yes"
So I said, "I like your dress"
Swamps all around make ya feel kinda funny, don't they, honey
She crossed her legs and looked at me funny

[Repeat until fade]
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin' (what you're doin')

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): John Edmund Andrew Phillips