Your cheatin' heart
will make you weep
You’ll cry and cry and try to sleep
But sleep won’t come  
the whole night through
Your cheating heart  will tell on you

When tears fall down like fallin’ rain
You’ll toss around  and call my name
You walk the floor the way I do
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you

Hey, hey good lookin’
what you got a cookin’
How’s about cookin’ something
up with me
Hey sweet baby,
don’tcha think maybe
We could find ourselves a brand new recipe

I’ve got a hot rod Ford
and a two dollar bill
I know a place right over the hill
There’s soda pop and the dancing free
So if you wanna have fun come along with me

Oh hey good lookin’,
what you got a cookin’
Hows about cookin’ something up
Hows about cookin’ something up
Hows about cookin’ something up with me yeah

Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I’m so lonesome I could cry
The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I’m so lonesome I could cry

The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I’m so lonesome I could cry
I’m so lonesome I could cry

Jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight I’m a gonna see my ma cher a mi-o
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar, and be gay-o
Son of a gun gonna have big fun
on the bayou

Goodbye Joe, me gotta go,
me oh my oh
He gotta go pole the
piroque down the bayou
My Yvonne the sweetest one
me oh my o
Son of a gun gonna have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya, crawfish pie,
and fillet gumbo
For tonight I’m a gonna see my ma cher a mi-o
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar, and be gay-o
Son of a gun gonna have big fun
Son of a gun gonna have big fun
Son of a gun gonna have big fun on the bayou

Yeehaw