Jambalaya (On The Bayou) Harry Connick Jr.

Goodbye Joe me gotta go me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne sweetest one me oh my oh Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and file gumbo

Take Her To The Mardi Gras Harry Connick Jr.

Why you Goin’ to the bayou She don’t wanna be by you If you gonna waste the day Give her The Mississisppi River The Mississisppi River And the voodoo in the vieux carre She’ll fret Walkin’ on

Jambalaya Various Artists

Goodbye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh He gotta go -- pole the pirogue down the bayou His Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Thibadaux, Fountaineaux

JAMBALAYA Emmylou Harris

JAMBALAYA Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have good fun on the bayou Jambalaya,

Jambalaya Lisa Ono(리사 오노/小野リサ)

Good-bye, Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh He gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou His Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we`ll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya Lisa Ono

Good-bye, Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh He gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou His Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we`ll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya Carpenters

Goodbye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh He gotta go -- pole the pirogue down the bayou His Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and

Jambalaya Unknown

Jambalaya Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh. Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou. My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh. Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

JAMBALAYA Carpenters

Good-bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou. My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya Paul Anka

Good bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a craw fish pie

Jambalaya Carpenters

Good-bye, Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh he gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou. his Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya Jerry Lee Lewis

Jambalaya Jambalaya Good-bye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh He gotta go-pole the pirogue down the bayou His Yvonne the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya Doug Kershaw

Well, goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go to pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh I am a son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou Yeah, jambalaya

Jambalaya Pat Boone

Woh Jambalaya, crawfish pie, fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm-a gonna see my machez amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou Goodbye Joe, me gotta

Jambalaya Fats Domino

Good~bye Joe me gotta go me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne the sweetest one me oh my oh Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya daux Fontaineaux

Jambalaya Fats Domino

Good~bye Joe me gotta go me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne the sweetest one me oh my oh Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya daux Fontaineaux

Jambalaya Tom Hiddleston, Saddle Spring Boys

Goodbye Joe me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet

The Happy Elf Harry Connick Jr.

workin' over time To make 'em happy Then on Christmas eve We jump on big red's sleigh We don't miss a chimney On our jolly way We won't stop until Every kid gets a fill Of Santa's brand of good

I'm Gonna Be the First One Harry Connick Jr.

is That they know about Oh, no, oh, no I really don't care to know 'Cause when it comes to Santa Claus And presents 'round the tree No one I know could ever get jump on me I'm gonna be the first

To Love The Language Harry Connick Jr.

I is just what I was And am ain't who I be To love the language You got to be born On the banks of the Mississippi Ax' ya x what talks in tongues Say: never mo' neither me To love the language You got

Charade Harry Connick Jr.

When we played our charade We were like children posing Playing at games, acting out names Guessing the parts we played Oh, what a hit we made We came on next to closing Best on the bill

A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square Harry Connick Jr.

That certain night, the night we met There was magic abroad in the air, There were angels dining at the Ritz and A nightingale sang on Berk’ley Square.

On The Street Where You Live Harry Connick Jr.

I have often walked down this street before But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before All at once am I several stories high Knowing I'm on the street where you liveAre there lilac trees in

The Christmas Waltz Harry Connick Jr.

Frosted windowpanes Candles gleaming inside Painted candy canes on the tree Santa's on his way He's filled his sleigh with things Things for you and for me It's that time of year When the world

This Time The Dream's On Me (Album Version) Harry Connick Jr.

Somewhere, someday We'll be close together, wait and see Oh, by the way, this time the dream's on meYou'll take my hand And you'll look at me adoringly But as things stand, this time the dream's on meIt

Only 'Cause I Don't Have You Harry Connick Jr.

Turn off the musicTake down the signs Pack up the boxes Put away the wine No toast for the future No reward for the find If looks could kill This mirror would do Only 'cause I don't have you Later on good

Learn To Love Harry Connick Jr.

been walking in my sleep When I awake I'll never take a chance that I can't keep A thousand first times never add up to last And I've been told a heart of gold melts away too fast But I didn't count on

Stars Fell On Alabama (Album Version) Harry Connick Jr.

Moonlight and magnolias, starlight in your hair All the world a dream come true Did it really happen, was I really there Was I really there with you We lived our little drama, we kissed in a field of white

Mind On The Matter Harry Connick Jr.

her Mama told me I'd grow up to be somebody Looka here Savin money's hard when you can't save your soul I'll get through it Tryin to dig myself out of this mighty hole Listen to what I say Got my mind on

Light The Way Harry Connick Jr.

Light the way, light the way, light the way Light the way the people say We are made the parade for today Oh Mister Flambo light the way Do that fine second line to the beat We are dancing in the street

What Child Is This? Harry Connick Jr.

What child is this who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard And angels

Forever, For Now Harry Connick Jr.

Meet me on the corner of close and soon I'll have a song in my head And my hands on a tune Nothing lasts forever So I guess I better Take you forever For now Meet me in the lobby of destiny I'll have a

Let There Be Peace On Earth Harry Connick Jr.

Let there be peace on earth And let it begin with me. Let there be peace on earth The peace that was meant to be. With God as our father Brothers all are we.

Jambalaya (2002 Remaster) Gerry & The Pacemakers

Come on, Joe, we gotta go, me oh my oh We gotta go, take the pirogue down the bayou Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we're having fun on the bayou I said now, come on, Joe, we gotta

Follow The Music Further Harry Connick Jr.

They tried to conquer the world with science And medieval self-reliance Neither of which behoove All that's of concern Is a groove They tried to conquer the world with blinding flash Instead reduced it

Follow The Music Harry Connick Jr.

Like a horde of Huns That had to be removed We used a secret weapon We did it with a groove They tried to conquer the world with administration And make one nation But then they had to move We made us

How Do Ya'll Know Harry Connick Jr.

Standin on top of my hill How do ya'll know what it feels like How can you tell me to make my bed When I sleep on the ground How can you say that you like my noise When I haven't made a sound I like peace

Mardi Gras In New Orleans Harry Connick Jr.

Well I'm goin' to New Orleans I wanna see the Mardi Gras Yes I'm goin' to New Orleans I wanna see the Mardi Gras When I get to New Orleans I wanna see the Zulu King Way down in New Orleans Down

Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree (Album Version) Harry Connick Jr.

old oak tree It's been three long years Do you still want me If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'Round the old oak tree I'll stay on the bus, forget about us Put the blame on me If I don't see a yellow ribbon

Reason To Believe Harry Connick Jr.

I'm catchin a plane home I can feel the wind on my hair Maybe someone's out there Someone just as bare And if somebody stacked the cards I hope they're stacked for me You see...

Blue Light; Red Light (Someone'S There) Harry Connick Jr.

I live in a tiny closet A lukewarm cold water flat With room for a couple of cinders A mouse, a hole, and a trap I don't worry about the flights Or count the stairs 'Cause I know Someone's there

On The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe Harry Connick Jr.

Do you hear that whistle down the line?

Love Me Some You Harry Connick Jr.

The sky's blowin' on me Pourin' water on my head He ain't stoppin' soon Black children hidin' me from light White ones tryin' to kill me so kill me I love me some you Can't seem to get my step Walkin'

The Lonely Goatherd Harry Connick Jr.

High on a hill was a lonely goatherd, Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd, Folks in a town that was quite remote heard Lusty and clear from the goatherd''s throat heard Ho ho lady odlee ho

Muskrat Ramble Harry Connick Jr.

I look at them shuffle and the shuffle come down Ramblin' and scramblin' and a-headin' for town Hoppin' and boppin' and a-buzzin' around Happily awaitin' at the station I look at that train number 709

I'll Be Home for Christmas Harry Connick Jr.

I'll be home for Christmas You can plan on me Please have snow and mistletoe And presents on the tree Christmas eve will find me Where the love-light gleams I'll be home for Christmas If only in

Way Down Yonder In New Orleans (Album Version) Harry Connick Jr.

Way down yonder in New Orleans In the land of the dreamy scenes It's a garden of Eden...you know what I meanCreole babies with lovin' eyes Softly whisper their tender sighs Stop..ya bet your life you'll

Way Down Yonder In New Orleans Harry Connick Jr.

Way down yonder in New Orleans In the land of the dreamy scenes It's a garden of Eden...you know what I meanCreole babies with lovin' eyes Softly whisper their tender sighs Stop..ya bet your life you'll

There's No Business Like Show Business Harry Connick Jr.

The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Are secretly unhappy men because The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Get paid for what they do but no applause They'd gladly bid their dreary jobs

That Party Harry Connick Jr.

Went to a little get-together With some old friends Not much has changed Since the last time I saw them There's a chicken in uniform Wooden leg and a matchstick arm Saying: left my wing back on the farm