Hey Good Lookin - Jambalaya

G
Hey, hey, good lookin'
Whatcha got cookin'

A                   D                 G  D
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me

G
Hey, sweet baby
Don't you think maybe
         A         D             G  D
We could find us a brand new recipe


[Verse 1]

        C                  G
I got a hot-rod Ford and a two-dollar bill
    C                   G
And I know a spot right over the hill
C                        G
There's soda pop and the dancin's free
          A                   D
So if you wanna have fun come along with me


[Chorus 2]

G
Hey, good lookin'
Whatcha got cookin'
A                   D                 G  D
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me

G
I'm free and ready
So we can go steady
A                  D                 G D
How's about savin' all your time for me

G
No more lookin'
I know I've been tooken
A                   D           G D
How's about keepin' steady company


[Verse 2]

          C                  G
I'm gonna throw my date-book over the fence
    C               G
And find me one for five or ten cents
     C                 G
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
           A                         D
'Cause I'm writin' your name down on every page


[Chorus]

G
Hey, hey, good lookin'
Whatcha got cookin'
A                   D                 G D  G
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
G                                     D
Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me, oh, my oh.
D                                      G
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou.
G                                    D
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me, oh, my, oh.
D                                       G
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.


[Chorus]
G                                        D
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and a filet gumbo.
D                                    G
For tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amie-o.
G                                  D
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo.
D                                       G
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.


[Verse 2]
G                                     D
Thibodeaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'.
D                                 G
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.
G                                       D
Dress in style and go hog wild, me, oh, my, oh.
D                                       G
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.


[Chorus]
G                                        D
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and a filet gumbo.
D                                    G
For tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amie-o.
G                                  D
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo.
D                                       G
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.


[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
G                                   D
Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue.
D                                  G
And I'll catch all the fish in the bayou.
G                                  D
Send my mom to get Yvonne what she need-o.
D                                       G
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.


[Chorus]
G                                        D
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and a filet gumbo.
D                                    G
For tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amie-o.
G                                  D
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo.
D                                       G    C   G
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayooooooou.