| Cue Sheet | - OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER
Circle left
*Early in the morning gonna hitch a ride down to New Orleans
Wanta find myself a little Cajun Queen
Walk around that corner gal, see saw your baby
Men star right, once around I say (easy there boy)
Find the corner girl and go left allemande
Do a dosado and promenade
And the Mississippi River runs like molasses in the summertime
And me, you know, I don't hardly mind
- FIGURE (twice for heads, twice for sides)
One and three promenade, go halfway
Do a right and left thru and turn I say
Dosado go full around, now face the corner girl, swing her
Left allemande and weave the ring (music interlude)
Do a dosado and promenade
And the Mississippi River runs like molasses in the summertime
And me, you know, I don't hardly mind
*Sipping a beer on Bourbon Street, I'm sittin' easy
Don't get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me
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| Lyrics |
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
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'
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
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' (what you're doin')
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doin'
Lyrics by John Phillips.
Recorded by John Phillips. |
