E
Well the girls in the city got a lot of fine shoes
                              B
But they don't got a thing on me
   
While they're sitting in traffic and cryin' the blues
                    E
I am goin' to a big party

It's out under the stars on the banks of the bayou
                              B
Where they've play the zydeco sound

Instead of sittin' in traffic, we're makin' such a racket
                                E
Every evening when the sun goes down

E                        A 
They got a fiddle in the cajun band
                        E
And we go dancin' to it hand in hand
             B
Moonlight as bright as day
               E
Just hear that squeeze box play
                     A 
City worries getting out of hand
                     E
Give them all to the cajun band
                           B
They got the salt for your snap beans, Joe 
               E
Come dance zydeco Break like Chorus

Well the girls in the city drive a lot of fast cars
But it don't mean a thing on me
'Cause I got the moon and I got the stars
Underneath a big live oak tree
Now we don't talk pretty and we don't talk smooth
But we mean every word that we say
There's no reason to hide what we feel inside
When the cajun band starts to play