Cajun Born

Not a complicated song but the key changes may prove to be tricky. I was born on the bayou Thirty miles of Layfayette My daddy was a cajun man Lord he taught us how to plow I remember mama’s breakfast Cush Cush and a Kaye Being served on a Banyee Oh I wish I had some now I’m a cajun born I’m a cajun bred When I die I’m a cajun dead If I die in Alaska If I die in Ohio This soul will find its way Back to the bayou N.C                     D We went to church every sunday We had a French speaking preacher man Joked about the preacher man ’Cause we thought he wore a dress After church we had a party We played the music on the phonograph We had a man singing Jole Blan Made a sinner out of me I’m a cajun born I’m a cajun bred When I die I’m a cajun dead If I die in Alaska If I die in Ohio This soul will find its way Back to the bayou N.C                  E When I’m ready to be married I’m going to be this cajun lady Some sorta like my mamma ’Cause there ain’t no other kind No there ain’t no other kind Wherever fortune takes me If it makes me or it breaks me It’s memories will forsake me Louisiana on my mind I’m a cajun born I’m a cajun bred When I die I’m a cajun dead If I die in Alaska If I die in Ohio This soul will find its way Back to the bayou If I die in Alaska If I die in Ohio This soul will find it’s way Back to the bayou...