Well, most of y'all know about the Cajun land Where a woman is a woman and a man is a man The life they live is solid as a hunk of gold In the deep down south on Big Bayou The smell of wine and the catfish stew Folks sit around a-tellin' the stories of old Then comes the time for a Cajun song Ain't nobody goin' home Fiddle, harp, and guitar, they begin the tune Well, everybody sits to lend an ear The sound of the swamp sort of clears the air When Big Red Whale, she reaches for the moon Cajun Red plays the fiddle, Elf on the bass guitar Mama Lucci on the mouth harp Sittin' close to the moonshine shard Now, if you don't know what a swamp sounds like On a quiet and a cool and pitch black night Take a trip to Cajun land and see That's where you'll find old Cajun Red Makin' his life from the bayou bed Cause Cajun land is all they've ever seen Cajun Red plays the fiddle, Elf on the bass guitar Mama Lucci on the mouth harp Sittin' close to the moonshine shard Cajun Red plays the fiddle, Elf on the bass guitar Mama Lucci on the mouth harp Sittin' close to the moonshine shard Cajun Red plays the fiddle, Elf on the bass guitar Mama Lucci on the mouth harp Cajun Red