Bamboula

歌詞

At an old café in a roundelay my baby said to me This ain’t no time for any nickel and dime or a wasted memory So you all gather round, it’s about the town and its sounds of history And our rhythms play that rode the waves and brought you back to me Keep cool yah... Can’t fool yah... Bamboula Down in Congo Square, not so long ago, a Creole beat would play An old quadroon in a big bad moon would dine on etoufee Or maybe dig the gumbo rumble in a mumbo jumbo way For a sweetheart deal whit a heart real he’d play and she’d sashay I’m calling... you all in... New Awlins With a Creole girl and a crème brulee takin’ all my breath away With every little lazy lay, feelin’ oh so je ne sais There’s no time to hesitate, never early, never late Let us keep it straight, never separate, this is not too intimate Engaging... the rage in... that’s Cajun Engaging... the rage in... what’s Cajun I’m callin’ you all in, I’m callin’ you all in, I’m callin’ you all in To New Awlins