And the skaters, they got a place to swoonAnd the gumbo's always hot, on the bayouHell, this patron countryOn the bayouYou better take your fishing poleAnd if you're thirsty, I got some Dixie Icy ColdTry some crawfish, 8 to 5Or it's the poor boy down in patron countryOn the bayouI met Alligator HenriHe was poachin'But that ain't the story he tried to tell meI born and raised in New OrleansHe's a three-year-old down in patron countryOn the bayouOn the bayouThe only place I feel at homeAnd I'll never, never, never, neverFeel the need to roamCause I'm a cute-ass through and throughI don't care that I'm down in patron countryBayouBayouBayouBayouBayou
