Poor and lonely
thinking about my folks from coast to coast.
Motel
rooms and whiskey bars,
it's all I've had for months.
I've got holes in my shoes.
I've got the Louisiana blues.
Places I've been,
things I've seen,
they ain't nothing like the Cajun thing.
I miss over there at my school,
getting the Cajun queens.
I'm drinking booze.
I've got the Louisiana blues.
Yodel-ay-ay.
Yodel-ee-ay.
Yodel-ay-ay.
Three long years since the
Cajun sing the bayou.
I don't know how long to keep on holding for the good news.
I've
got nothing to lose.
I've got the Louisiana blues.
Yodel-ay-ay.
Yodel-ee-ay.
Yodel-ay-ay.
Yodel-ee-ay.
Yodel-ay-ay.
I've got nothing to lose.
I've got the Louisiana blues.
I've got to lose
the Louisiana blues.
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