| Song | Bayou Boy |
| Artist | Evangéline |
| Album | Evangeline |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Rhonda Bolin Lohmeyer | |
| 作曲 : Rhonda Bolin Lohmeyer | |
| Way down deep in the Lousianna swamp where the sun don't ever shine | |
| There's a long-haired boy fishing on the bayou he's got my heart on the line | |
| He's got coal black hair eyes blue as a soft shell a red hot cajun heart | |
| And you know tonight he'll be headin' my way and he won't be afraid of the dark | |
| Who's that walking through the swamp tonight | |
| Slipping by the gators in the pale moonlight | |
| Coming my way to make me feel just right | |
| It's my bayou boy bayou boy | |
| The days are long as a shrimpboat's trawl and they drag into the night | |
| The nights are warm as the Delta sun and as free as a Yankee dime | |
| And I'm just sittin' with my rat-tail fan in the land of the cajun moon | |
| Waitin' for a sign that he made a catch and he'll be coming home real soon | |
| Who's that walking through the swamp tonight | |
| Slipping by the gators in the pale moonlight | |
| Coming my way to make me feel just right | |
| It's my bayou boy | |
| piano fiddle Who's that walking through the swamp tonight | |
| Slipping by the gators in the pale moonlight | |
| Coming my way to make me feel just right | |
| Way down deep in the Lousiana swamp where the sun don't ever shine | |
| There's a long-haired boy fishing on the bayou someday's he's gonna be mine | |
| With his coal black hair eyes blue as a soft shell his red hot cajun heart | |
| And you know tonight he'll be headin' my way and he won't be afraid of the dark | |
| Who's that walking through the swamp tonight... | |
| It's my bayou boy bayou boy bayou boy |
| zuo ci : Rhonda Bolin Lohmeyer | |
| zuo qu : Rhonda Bolin Lohmeyer | |
| Way down deep in the Lousianna swamp where the sun don' t ever shine | |
| There' s a longhaired boy fishing on the bayou he' s got my heart on the line | |
| He' s got coal black hair eyes blue as a soft shell a red hot cajun heart | |
| And you know tonight he' ll be headin' my way and he won' t be afraid of the dark | |
| Who' s that walking through the swamp tonight | |
| Slipping by the gators in the pale moonlight | |
| Coming my way to make me feel just right | |
| It' s my bayou boy bayou boy | |
| The days are long as a shrimpboat' s trawl and they drag into the night | |
| The nights are warm as the Delta sun and as free as a Yankee dime | |
| And I' m just sittin' with my rattail fan in the land of the cajun moon | |
| Waitin' for a sign that he made a catch and he' ll be coming home real soon | |
| Who' s that walking through the swamp tonight | |
| Slipping by the gators in the pale moonlight | |
| Coming my way to make me feel just right | |
| It' s my bayou boy | |
| piano fiddle Who' s that walking through the swamp tonight | |
| Slipping by the gators in the pale moonlight | |
| Coming my way to make me feel just right | |
| Way down deep in the Lousiana swamp where the sun don' t ever shine | |
| There' s a longhaired boy fishing on the bayou someday' s he' s gonna be mine | |
| With his coal black hair eyes blue as a soft shell his red hot cajun heart | |
| And you know tonight he' ll be headin' my way and he won' t be afraid of the dark | |
| Who' s that walking through the swamp tonight... | |
| It' s my bayou boy bayou boy bayou boy |
| zuò cí : Rhonda Bolin Lohmeyer | |
| zuò qǔ : Rhonda Bolin Lohmeyer | |
| Way down deep in the Lousianna swamp where the sun don' t ever shine | |
| There' s a longhaired boy fishing on the bayou he' s got my heart on the line | |
| He' s got coal black hair eyes blue as a soft shell a red hot cajun heart | |
| And you know tonight he' ll be headin' my way and he won' t be afraid of the dark | |
| Who' s that walking through the swamp tonight | |
| Slipping by the gators in the pale moonlight | |
| Coming my way to make me feel just right | |
| It' s my bayou boy bayou boy | |
| The days are long as a shrimpboat' s trawl and they drag into the night | |
| The nights are warm as the Delta sun and as free as a Yankee dime | |
| And I' m just sittin' with my rattail fan in the land of the cajun moon | |
| Waitin' for a sign that he made a catch and he' ll be coming home real soon | |
| Who' s that walking through the swamp tonight | |
| Slipping by the gators in the pale moonlight | |
| Coming my way to make me feel just right | |
| It' s my bayou boy | |
| piano fiddle Who' s that walking through the swamp tonight | |
| Slipping by the gators in the pale moonlight | |
| Coming my way to make me feel just right | |
| Way down deep in the Lousiana swamp where the sun don' t ever shine | |
| There' s a longhaired boy fishing on the bayou someday' s he' s gonna be mine | |
| With his coal black hair eyes blue as a soft shell his red hot cajun heart | |
| And you know tonight he' ll be headin' my way and he won' t be afraid of the dark | |
| Who' s that walking through the swamp tonight... | |
| It' s my bayou boy bayou boy bayou boy |