Bayou Teche


© 2004 Mike Bradley and Christopher Micheal Bradley


Drums - Matt Bauer
Bass - Robert Sturcken
Guitar - Jay Fiorello
Keyboards - Robert Sturcken
Fiddle - Christy West



There's a little girl on the bayou
Not too far from Thibodaux
Lives back in the swamp with the gators and skeeters
You ain't ever seen anything that's sweeter
I always see her whenever I can
I'm gonna tell her that I'm her man
Oh yeah...down on Bayou Teche


I wanna show that girl how I love her so
Take her out to dance to some Zydeco
We're gonna keep on dancing 'til the break of dawn
Won't get home 'til the morning comes
Can't be wrong it must be right
Louisiana...Saturday Night
Uh huh...down on bayou teche


The catfish are jumping on the bayou teche
Her papa's out there fishing catching him a mess
Just sitting and drinking some homemade wine
Loving one another and feeling divine
There isn't a place that I'd rather be
Sunday morning just her and me
Oh yeah...down on bayou teche


When Sunday afternoon finally rolls around
There's only one place that we can be found
A little white church down the pecan grove
Thanking the Lord for all her love
It's so very plain to see
She's the only one for me
Uh huh...down on bayou teche


Well some day soon I'm gonna make her mine
I'll be loving her from now 'til the end of time
We'll build a little house on the bayou bank
And join our hearts and see what love we can make
Her and me and a baby make three
Living and loving just being happy
Oh yeah...down on bayou teche


Well some day soon I'm gonna make her mine
I'll be loving her from now 'til the end of time
We'll build a little house on the bayou bank
And join out hearts together see what love we can make
Her and me and a baby make three
Living and loving just being happy
Uh huh...down on bayou teche