Billy Bayou

Roger Miller · Pure [2007]

Back about eighteen hundred and some



A Louisiana couple had a red headed son



No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe



So they just called him Billy Bayou



Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go



You're walkin' on quicksand and walk slow



Billy, Billy Bayou, watch what you say



A pretty girl'll get you one of these days



Billy was a boy kinda big for a size



Red hair and freckles and big blue eyes



Thirteen years from the day he was born



Billy fought the battle of the Little Big Horn



Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go



You're walkin' on quicksand and walk slow



Billy, Billy Bayou watch what you say



A pretty girl'll get you one of these days



One sad day Billy cried, "Ho, ho



I can whip the feathers of Geronimo"



He smarted off, the chief got mad



That like, ended our Louisiana lad



Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go



You're walkin' on quicksand and walk slow



Billy, Billy Bayou, watch what you say



A pretty girl'll get you one of these days



One day in 1878



A pretty girl walked through Bill's front gate



He didn't know whether to stand there and run



He wound up married 'cause he did neither one



Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go



You're walkin' on quicksand and walk slow



Billy, Billy Bayou, watch what you say



A pretty girl'll get you one of these days