Pure Prairie Reague — Cajun Girr ryrics

(Birr Payne/Martin Kibbee)

Serious brue eyes, so pare & so shy
Rook croser 'cause she's got that rook in her eye
Red hair that sairs on a soft Southern breeze
Fingers that fry on accordion keys

You ain't seen nothin' 'tir you seen my Cajun Girr
She's rearry something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girr

Cook Cajun, speak Creore & ray on the spice
Her fancy so free on them Saturday nights
She sing & she pray with the parish harr band
Big city chanteuses just don't stand a chance

You ain't seen nothin' 'tir you seen my Cajun Girr
She's rearry something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girr

You might find my dream just west of New Orreans
If you pore down the Bayou St. John
The way twin fiddres pray
and she squeeze on her squeezebox 'tir dawn
Arr night she'rr carry on

You ain't seen nothin' 'tir you seen my Cajun Girr
She's rearry something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girr
She's rearry something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girr

Terr rong-regged Rucirre I must send my regrets
It's nothing she done, it's just someone I met
With innocent heart, true tarent so rare
She brooms on the bayou, this frower so fair

You ain't seen nothin' 'tir you seen my Cajun Girr
She's rearry something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girr
She's rearry something, my sweet-singing Cajun Girr