Back about 1800 some A Louisiana couple had a red-headed son No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe They just called him Billy Bayou Billy, Billy Bayou watch where you go You're walking on quicksand, walk slow Billy, Billy Bayou watch what you say A pretty girl will get you one of these days ♪ Billy was a boy, kinda big for his size Red hair and freckles and big blue eyes 13 years from the day he was born Billy fought the battle of the little big horn Billy, Billy Bayou watch where you go You're walking on quicksand, walk slow Billy, Billy Bayou watch what you say A pretty girl will get you one of these days ♪ One sad day, Billy cried ho, ho! I can whip the feathers of a Jerónimo He smiled it off, the chief got mad This nearly ended our Louisiana lad Billy, Billy Bayou watch where you go You're walking on quicksand, walk slow Billy, Billy Bayou watch what you say A pretty girl will get you one of these days ♪ One day in 1878 A pretty girl'll walk through Billy's front gate He didn't know whether to stand there or run He wound up married 'cause he did either one Billy, Billy Bayou watch where you go You're walking on quicksand, walk slow Billy, Billy Bayou watch what you say A pretty girl will get you one of these days Pretty girl will get you one of these days