I don't smoke I don't shoot smack But I got a spicy monkey riding on my back Don't eat beignets too much sugar and dough But I will play for gumbo Hey I will play for gumbo
It started in my grandma's in her kitchen by the sea She warned me when where she told me "son the first one's free" It hit me like a rock or some TaeKwonDo Cause I will play for gumbo Oh Yeah I will play for gumbo
A piece of french bread with which to wipe my bowl Good for the body, good for the soul It's a little like religion and a lot like sex You should never know when you're gonna get it next
At midnight in the Quarter or noon in Thibodaux I will play for gumbo Yes, I will play for gumbo
I'm not talking quesadillas or a dozen Krispy Kremes Or a pile of caviar that's a rich man's dream No banana split or filet of pompano No, I will play for gumbo Yeah, I will play for gumbo
A piece of french bread with which to wipe my bowl Good for the body, good for the soul It's a little like religion and a lot like sex You should never know when you're gonna get it next
It could be it's that sausage or those pretty pink shrimp Or that popcorn rice that makes me blow up like a blimp Maybe it's that voodoo from Marie Laveau But I will play for gumbo Hey I will play for gumbo
Now the Sauce Boss makes his cookin' on the stage Singing and a-picking for his nightly wage Sweating and a frettin' from his head to his toe Playin' and swayin' with the gumbo Prayin' and buffetin' with the gumbo
A piece of french bread with which to wipe my bowl Good for the body, good for the soul It's a little like religion and a lot like sex You should never know when you're gonna get it next
>At midnight in the Quarter or noon in Thibodaux I will play for gumbo Hey I will play for gumbo