Loser's Gumbo

(Hey! hey! hey! Welcome to the infamous Jay’s Lounge and Cockpit in Cankton, Louisiana, where the beer is cold and the roosters crow!)
Down in Cankton, Louisiana northeast of Lafayette
there’s a little place on the edge of town called “Jay’s Lounge and Cockpit”
It’s a white frame honky tonk with seashells in the parking lot
It’s a place where the hippies and the Cajuns go on a Friday or Saturday night
Marie’s spreading corn meal on the old dance oor Jay’s passing out white lightening
as they’re coming through the door...
Don’t get lost in the loser’s gumbo Don’t wind up in the loser’s gumbo Don’t get lost in the loser’s gumbo Don’t end up in the loser’s gumbo
(In the red corner from Baton Rouge, the one- eared rooster, Vincent Van Crow. In the blue corner from East Slidell, the reigning champ Big Chief Jolly!)
I was taking a break, I went looking out back, I went looking for the bathroom door
I pulled open the curtain and I walked into the strangest world
there was a ghting cock named “Big Chief Jolly” featured on the Saturday night
and a big red rooster from Baton Rouge that was nearly twice his size
there were cocks ghting, bets ying, spitting and a pecking too
it was noise, it was crowded, there was cuss- ing, they were shouting
it was a three ring hullabaloo
there were grown men dancing with roosters
in their arms
and the cook picking up the loser and get him
ready for the gumbo farm
Don’t end up in the loser’s gumbo Don’t get lost in the loser’s gumbo Don’t wind up in the loser’s gumbo Don’t get lost in the loser’s gumbo
Oh Miss Molly, (Miss Molly)
she’s stirring up that deep dark roux Big Chief Jolly, (Jolly)
he’s swimming in the loser’s stew
Instrumental
No no no no... no no no no
I was sitting at the counter on Sunday the very next afternoon
having the special my friend Mike, when I reached down for my spoon
I had the spoon up to my lips, the aroma swirled up my nose
he grabbed me by my elbow, as he pushed away the bowl
He said before you take that sip my friend, there’s one thing you should know
if you put your ear up to the bowl, you can hear that rooster crow...
Don’t get lost in the loser’s gumbo don’t wind up in the loser’s gumbo
don’t end up in the loser’s gumbo don’t get lost in the loser’s gumbo