left pretty jo i was born on the bayou thirty miles out of lafayette my daddy was a cajun man and he taught me how to plow i remember mama s breakfast goosh goosh in the caye steam syrup upon the banje i wish i had some now i m a cajun born i m a cajun bred and when i die i ll be cajun dead if i die in alaska if i die in ohio my soul will find it s way back to the bayou went to church every sunday had a french talking preacher man we kids joked about the preacher man because we thought he wore a dress after church we had a party cajun music on the phonograph harry short singing jole blon made a singer out of me i m a cajun born when i get enough to marry get myself a cajun lady something sort of like my mama because i m not another kind and wherever fortune takes me with the breaks or makes me memory won t forsake me got louisiana on my mind i m a cajun born