מילים לשיר Cajun Girl – Little Feat

Bill Payne, Martin Kibbee Look closer 'cause she's got that look in her eye Serious blue eyes, so pale and so shy Fingers that fly on accordion keys You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl Red hair that sails on a soft southern breeze She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl Her fancy so free on these Saturday nights Cook cajun, speak creole, and lay on the spice 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 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 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's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl She bloom on the bayou, this flower so fair You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl If you pole up the bayou St. John Might find me a dream, just West of New Orleans The way twin fiddles play And she squeezes her box until dawn All night they carry on.