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Cypress grows where the big river flows
Down to the swamp where the air hangs low
But when the sun goes down it cools off a little
So I open up the doors and I grab my fiddle
Everybody wants to be
Where the food is good and the music is free
So grab the old squeeze box and a guitar
Get some more wine 'cause it won't go far
Set up the drums and I'll rosin up my bow
It's time to start playin' some zydeco
(Time to start playin' a little zydeco)
So next time that you're down this way
Bring your appetite and some skeeter spray
And if you like to dance well bring your dancin' shoes
And wear a big old smile and you just can't lose
Everybody wants to be
Where the food is good and the music is free
So grab the old squeeze box and a guitar
Get some more wine 'cause it won't go far
Set up the drums and I'll rosin up my bow
It's time to start playin' a little zydeco
(Time to start playin' a little zydeco)
It's time to start playin' a little zydeco
(Time to start playin' a little zydeco)
Yeah, it's time to start playin' that zydeco
(Time to start playin' that zydeco)