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Cajun Girl Bill Payne, Martin Kibbee Little Feat Let It Roll - 1988 Intro: F -> F D F
FSerious 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
FYou Fain't seen nothin', 'Ftill Fyou've seen my cajun Fgirl FShe'Fs really somethin', my Fsweet Fsinging cajun Fgirl
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
FMight find me a dream, just West of New Orleans If you Apole up the bayou St. John The way Ftwin fiddles play FAnd she squeeze Fon her Dsqueeze her box until Fdawn All Anight they carry on F
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