Fais Do-Do

Louisiana man, come dance with me
I’ll two-step on two left feet
Just any way you like to move
Honey, that’s what we came here to do

You said New Orleans, not New Orleens
We sailed the river on the Creole Queen
In a rowdy bar, on an old church pew
Here I am, right close to you

If I had my way, and I’m telling true
I would go from the holler to the bayou
Just to dance with you at the fais do-do
Dance with you at the fais do-do

“There’s a sound I miss.” That’s what you said
to the gold framed picture beside your bed
There she stood in her Sunday dress
Down in Mississippi where the dirt was red

Now the runway lights are all aglow
I keep thinking about the name you chose
Linking arms on a quiet street
Talking ‘bout wild women that we’d like to meet

Throw a clean shirt in the cab of your truck
Show me the country where you come from

If I had my way, and I’m telling true
I would go from the holler to the bayou
Just to dance with you at the fais do-do
Dance with you at the fais do-do