I would never normally go bowling
On a Friday morning in 
New Orleans
But I like to come here to remember
The kind of places you took me
Like the time we stole a 
DatsunAnd drove all night to the 
Everglades
Until we crashed it in a big electric storm
And stood there listening to the bayou rain
The county 
Sheriff had a hair-lip
Louisiana's pride and joy
But he said politely as he cuffed me"I never busted an English boy""But I will accept a contributionTo the Opelousas' Charity BallBut you better drive this dirty DatsunInto the Gulf of Mexico"
Under a Cajun moon 
I lay me open
There is a spirit here that won't be broken
Some words are sad to sing, some leave me tongue-tied(But the hardest thing to tell you )
But the hardest words 
I know are 
I love you goodbye
I love you goodbye
Typhoon Pierre delayed my plane till morning(Jusqu'au matin)
Let the bontemps rouler from your accordion(L'accordien)
Under a Cajun moon 
I lay me open(Y a un esprit partout)
There is a spirit here that won't be broken(Simple words are sad to sing)
Some words are sad to sing(They leave me tongue-tied)
Some leave you tongue-tied(But the hardest thing to tell you my friend)
But the hardest words 
I know(Is I love you goodbye)
Are I love you goodbye(Je t'aime, au revoir)
I love you goodbye(Je t'aime, toujours)
I love you, goodbye
I love you, 
I love you, 
I love you, 
I love you goodbye