[Verse 1]
Rolled into town on a Friday
Thought I knew how the stories go
Beads on the fence and brass in the distance
Just another New Orleans show
Then I heard that holler by the water
Crowd lined up where the cypress sway
Somebody laughed, said “Girl, you ain’t seen nothin’
Till you hit the bayou this way”
[Chorus]
Rodeo on the bayou
Down where the mud runs wild
Crazy Cajuns ridin’ gators
Grinnin’ like a daredevil child (woo!)
Boots slam hard on the dock boards
Fiddles cut through the night
At that rodeo on the bayou
I saw wrong look just like right
[Verse 2]
There’s a boy with a hat all crooked
Spurs that never touched a steer
But he hops that reptile like a barstool saddle
Tips his brim and chugs his beer
Old Tante Lou’s fryin’ catfish
Kids are dancin’ in the spray
Of a busted hose, and a rowdy pose
They call it Friday on the bay
[Chorus]
Rodeo on the bayou
Down where the mud runs wild
Crazy Cajuns ridin’ gators
Grinnin’ like a daredevil child (oh yeah)
Boots slam hard on the dock boards
Fiddles cut through the night
At that rodeo on the bayou
I saw wrong look just like right
[Bridge]
I came for jazz and a postcard
Left with swamp smoke in my soul
Now every time I hear that fiddle
I see that gator take control (hey!)
And I’m laughin’ at the moonlight
‘Cause I kinda want another ride
[Chorus]
Rodeo on the bayou
Down where the mud runs wild
Crazy Cajuns ridin’ gators
Grinnin’ like a daredevil child
Boots slam hard on the dock boards
Fiddles cut through the night
At that rodeo on the bayou
I found wrong felt just like right
At that rodeo on the bayou
Yeah, that wild bayou tonight