Sirius Blue eyes so pale and so shy Look closer cause she's got that look in her eye
Red hair that sails on a soft southern breeze Fingers that fly on accordion keys
You ain't seen nothing till you've seen my Cajun girl
She's really something, my sweet singing Cajun girl
The Cajuns be creole and lay on the spice Her fancy's so free on Saturday nights
She's singing and she play at the bearish all bands Big city shantoosies just don't stand a chance
You ain't seen nothing till you've seen my Cajun girl
She's really something, my sweet singing Cajun girl
Might find my dream just west of New Orleans If you pull up to Bayou St. John
The way twin fiddles play and she squeeze on her squeeze box Still don't, all night they carry on
Cajun girl
Long leg Lucille, I will send my regrets It's nothing she's done, it's just someone I met
With innocent heart, true talent so bare She blew on the bayou's flowers so fair
You ain't seen nothing till you've seen my Cajun girl
She's really something, my sweet singing Cajun girl
You ain't seen nothing till you've seen my Cajun girl
Might find my dream just west of New Orleans If you pull up to Bayou St. John
The way twin fiddles play and she squeeze on her squeeze box Still don't, all night they carry on
Cajun girl
