Adalida George Strait
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[Chorus]
Adalida, pretty little Cajun queen
Sweet Dixie flower, the belle of the bayou
You're every young man's dream
Adalida, I'd walk through a hurricane
To stand beside you, sweet Adalida
I'd swim the Pontchartrain
[Verse 1]
Oh no, hear you coming down the road
With your cotton dress a-swishin', you're getting some attention
From all the boys in Thibodaux
Oh my, really filling up their eyes
Smilin' and a-winkin', I know what they're thinkin'
But I'm the only one who loves you so
[Chorus]
Adalida, pretty little Cajun queen
Sweet Dixie flower, the belle of the bayou
You're every young man's dream
Adalida, I'd walk through a hurricane
To stand beside you, sweet Adalida
I'd swim the Pontchartrain
[Verse 2]
Oh no, hottest little dish I know
I know you can tell it, you're making me so jealous
From my head down to my toes
Oh me, you could make a redneck green
The way that you're lookin', you got me cookin'
And I ain’t talking 'bout étouffée
Adalida, pretty little Cajun queen
Sweet Dixie flower, the belle of the bayou
You're every young man's dream
Adalida, I'd walk through a hurricane
To stand beside you, sweet Adalida
I'd swim the Pontchartrain
[Verse 1]
Oh no, hear you coming down the road
With your cotton dress a-swishin', you're getting some attention
From all the boys in Thibodaux
Oh my, really filling up their eyes
Smilin' and a-winkin', I know what they're thinkin'
But I'm the only one who loves you so
[Chorus]
Adalida, pretty little Cajun queen
Sweet Dixie flower, the belle of the bayou
You're every young man's dream
Adalida, I'd walk through a hurricane
To stand beside you, sweet Adalida
I'd swim the Pontchartrain
[Verse 2]
Oh no, hottest little dish I know
I know you can tell it, you're making me so jealous
From my head down to my toes
Oh me, you could make a redneck green
The way that you're lookin', you got me cookin'
And I ain’t talking 'bout étouffée
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