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.
Oh no, here you comin' down the road. With your cotton dress a swishin', you gettin' some attention From all the boys in Thibodaux. Oh my, you really fillin' up their eyes. Smilin' and a winkin', I know what they're thinkin', But I'm the only one who loves you so!
Oh no, the hottest little dish I know. I know you can tell it You makin' me so jealous from my head down to my toes. Oh me, you could make a redneck green. The way that you're a lookin' you got me cookin', And I ain't talkin' 'bout Etoufee'.