| Adalida, pretty little Cajun queen
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| Sweet Dixie flower, the bell of the bayou
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| You’re every young man’s dream
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| Adalida, I’d walk through the hurricane
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| To stand beside ya'
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| Sweet Adalida, I’d swim the Ponchartrain
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| Oh no, here ya' coming down the road
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| With your cotton dress a swishing
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| You’re getting some attention
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| From all the boys in Thibodaux
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| Oh my, you’re really filling up their eyes
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| Smiling and a winking
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| I know what they’re thinking
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| But I’m the only one who loves you so
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| Adalida, pretty little Cajun queen
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| Sweet Dixie flower, the bell of the bayou
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| You’re every young man’s dream
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| Adalida, I’d walk through the hurricane
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| To stand beside ya'
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| Sweet Adalida, I’d swim the Ponchartrain
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| Oh no, the hottest little dish I know
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| I know that you can tell it
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| You’re making me so jealous
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| From my head down to my toes
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| Oh me, you could make a red neck green
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| The way that you’re a looking
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| You got me a cooking
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| And I ain’t talking bout Etoufee'
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| Adalida, pretty little Cajun queen
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| Sweet Dixie flower, the bell of the bayou
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| You’re every young man’s dream
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| Adalida, I’d walk through the hurricane
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| To stand beside ya'
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| Sweet Adalida, I’d swim the Ponchartrain
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| Adalida, pretty little Cajun queen
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| Sweet Dixie flower, the bell of the bayou
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| You’re every young man’s dream
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| Adalida, I’d walk through the hurricane
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| To stand beside ya'
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| Sweet Adalida, I’d swim the Ponchartrain
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| To stand beside ya', sweet Adalida
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| To stand beside ya', sweet Adalida
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| Just to stand beside of my sweet Adalida
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| I’d swim the Ponchartrain |