It's Mardi Gras - Lets party in the streets
 

Words & music By Paul Simon

C'mon take me to the Mardi Gras
Where the people sing and play
Where the dancing is elite
And there's music in the street
Both night and day

Hurry take me to the Mardi Gras
In the city of my dreams
You can legalize your lows
You can wear your summer clothes
In the New Orleans

And I will lay my burden down
Rest my head upon that shore
And when I wear that starry crown
I won't be wanting anymore

Take your burdens to the Mardi Gras
Let the music wash your soul
You can mingle in the street
You can jingle to the beat of the jelly roll
Tumba, tumba, tumba, Mardi Gras
Tumba, tumba, tumba, day

Mm------------

Gino Vannelli
MARDI GRAS

I broke the doldrums of my dreary dreams
The London Bridge kept fallin' down
I blew my coop and flew to New Orleans
To feast my heart on higher ground
I wanna thank you for the love you bring
Louisiana is a song I sing
Me oh my I don't know what to do
but love you
Voila! The marshal frand of mardi gras
A royal rascal smack dab in his prime
One billon blue doubloons and a single straw
In a royal flask of cajun wine

I wanna thank you for the love we made
Louisiana is a sweet parade
Me oh my I don't know what to do
But love you
I wanna thank you for the love you shine
Louisiana is a love of mine
Me oh my I don't know what to do
But love you
Oh mardi gras!

Carpenters
Jambalaya

Goodbye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh
He gotta go -- pole the pirogue down the bayou
His Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Thibadaux, Fountaineaux the place is buzzin'
Kin-folk come, to see Yvonne, by the dozen
Dressed in style, they go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou


Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher a mi-o
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Settle down far from town get him a pirogue
And he'll catch all the fish on the bayou
Swap his mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o
Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya......repeat the 4 lines upto .. on the bayou

Jambalaya
 

First of all, thanks for the posts and the fun thread. Just wanted to point out, at the risk of being pedantic, that the song you quoted above was written by Hank Williams Sr., not the Carpenters.

Many thanks for these wonderful pics.

Thanks, do you have more?