I would never normally go bowling on a Friday morning in New Orleans
But I like to come here to remember the kind of places you took me
Like the time we stole a Datsun and drove all night to the everglades
Until we crashed it in a big electric storm and stood there listening to bayou rain (Listen)
The county sheriff had a hair lip, Louisiana's pride and joy
He said politely as he cuffed me, "I never busted an English boy
But I will accept a contribution to the Opelousas' Charity Ball
But you better drive this dirty Datsun into the Gulf of Mexico"
Under a Cajun moon I lay me open
There is a spirit here that won't be broken
Some words are sad to sing, some leave me tongue-tied (But the hardest thing to tell you)
The hardest words I know, "I love you goodbye, I love you goodbye (Goodbye)"
Typhoon Pierre delayed my plane 'till morning (Jusqu'au matin)
Let the bontemps rouler from your accordion (L'accordien)
Under a Cajun moon I lay me open (Y a un esprit partout)
There is a spirit here that won't be broken (Simple words)
Some words are sad to sing (Are sad to sing)
Some leave you tongue-tied (They leave me tongue-tied)
(But the hardest thing to tell you) The hardest words I know (My friend)
I love you goodbye (Is I love you goodbye) (Je t'aime, au revoir)
I love you goodbye (Je t'aime, toujours)
I love you, goodbye
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you goodbye
