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.