Intro verse 1 | Nothin' in this world's such a pure delight | | As a fais-do-do on a Saturday night | Work your tail off all week long | | But forget about your troubles with a party and a song verse 2 | Boy, I love them old time tunes | | They can tickle your senses like a yellow moon | Creole food sure tastes fine | | When you wash it on down with that homemade wine .... Chorus | Get out the fiddle, rosin up the bow | | There's gonna be some music and I hope it ain't slow | | Grab your baby dance 'til three down at the Bayou Jubilee | | Grab your baby dance 'til three down at the Bayou Jubilee verse 3 | | There's Pierre and his girl Laverne | | Dancin' so hot you'd think their shoes'd burn | Grandma's in the corner shakin' it, too | | She's got her own version of a Cajun boogaloo Chorus | Get out the fiddle, rosin up the bow | | There's gonna be some music and I hope it ain't slow | | Grab your baby, dance 'til three down at the Bayou Jubilee | Grab your baby, dance 'til three down at the Bayou Jubilee | | Why don't cha grab your baby, dance 'til three | | Down at the Bayou Jubilee-- Outro