Billy pulled in in a Jaguar, red convertible '65
Headed home to Mississippi, he'd been around the world
That black sheep uncle of mine
His ship had come in, he was looking to sin
Singing his own song
When he yelled from the drive my heart came alive
"Jimmy boy, come along"
It's time to see the world
It's time to kiss a girl
It's time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a Cajun dance
Kid, you're gonna see the morning sun
On the Pascagoula run
Pascagoula run
Friday night at the Stateline bar
Where the waterfront people dwell
I better watch my step if the floor caves in
I'll go right straight to hell
There were pinball machines and Cajun queens
Men with knives and scars
Billy moved across the floor to the real hard core
Said, "Here's where it gets bizarre"
It's time to see the world
It's time to kiss a girl
It's time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a Cajun dance
Kid, you're gonna see the morning sun
On the Pascagoula run
Pascagoula run
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
Bring that young man over here
We're going to buy that boy a beer
And that ain't all we wanna do
Bring your crazy uncle, too
It's time to see the world
It's time to kiss a girl
It's time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a Cajun dance
Kid, you're gonna see the morning sun
On the Pascagoula run
Pascagoula run
Pascagoula run
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