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Growin' up on the bayou can drive you outta your mind. |
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Marie was a youngin' when she left the Black Water behind. |
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It all happened one night |
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In the back of Jimmy's car |
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Jimmy said 'Marie, your so pretty,well you oughta be a movie star.' |
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So she packed up her backwood streams |
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Stole her mama's Mabeline |
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And took the train to New Orleans |
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And swore she was never gonna go |
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Back to the Black Water Bayou |
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Mama said, 'Child, don't go back on your raisin |
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'There ain't no place in the city for a pretty little backstreet cagian' |
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'The long hard nights, will leave you cold.' |
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'And there's a devil 'round every corner tryin' to buy your soul.' |
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And with no where to go, and nothin' to eat |
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She got a job dancin' down on Urban Street |
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But the shoes she's wearin' on her feet |
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Don't dance like they danced with Jimmy Lavoe |
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Back on the Black Water Bayou |
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In the heat of the night |
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It was the very last show |
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She walked onto the stage with her heart and her head hung low |
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She started to cry (cry) |
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As the curtain rolled |
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She found herself lookin' in the Black Water eyes of Jimmy Lavoe |
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Well he picked up her shattered dreams |
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On that stage in New Orleans |
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Said, 'Marie, don't you think it's time to go' |
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'Back to the Black Water Bayou?' |
