Cajun Girl Lyrics

-- Bill Payne, Martin Kibbee 

Serious blue eyes, so pale and so shy 
Look closer 'cause she's got that look in her eye 
Red hair that sails on a soft southern breeze 
Fingers that fly on accordion keys 
  
You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl 
She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl 
  
Cook cajun, speak creole, and lay on the spice 
Her fancy so free on these Saturday nights 
She sings and she plays at the parish hall dance 
Big city chanteuses just don't stand a chance 
  
You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl 
She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl 
  
Might find me a dream, just West of New Orleans 
If you pole up the bayou St. John 
The way twin fiddles play 
And she squeezes her box until dawn 
All night they carry on 
  
Tell long leg Lucille I must send my regrets 
It's nothin' she's done, it's just someone I met 
With innocent heart, true talent so rare 
She bloom on the bayou, this flower so fair 
  
You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl 
She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl 
You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl 
  
Might find me a dream, just West of New Orleans 
If you pole up the bayou St. John 
The way twin fiddles play 
And she squeezes her box until dawn 
All night they carry on