Black Bayou

Well I lost all my money playing five card stud

Now my last six pack is gone

I ain't got no bed for my achin' head

Cause my baby won't let me come home

Well it must have been a west-bound ill wind

It might have been an evil breeze

But something come floating through the swamp last

night

And put the hoochie-coo on me

Black Bayou

I ain't done nothing to you

When I woke up it was late Sunday night

And I was way down in jail on my knees

I called my best friend up on the phone

And said, "Hey buddy, can you help me please?"

He said, "I think you must have the wrong number,

I don't seem to recall your name."

I said, "They turn me loose,

I get my hands on you,

You ain't never a gonna forget it again."

Black Bayou

I ain't done nothing to you.

Well it must have been a west-bound ill wind

It might have been an evil breeze

But something come floating through the swamp last

night

And put the hoochie-coo on me

Black Bayou

I ain't done nothing to you.

Black Bayou

I ain't done nothing to you.

Black Bayou

I ain't done nothing to you.