«I feel so bad I've got a worried mind
I'm so lonesome all the time
Since I left my baby behind on Blue Bayou

Saving nickels, saving dimes, working until the sun don't shine
Looking forward to happier times on Blue Bayou

I'm going back some [bad word] what may to Blue Bayou
Where you sleep all day and the catfish play on Blue Bayou
All those fishing boats with their sails afloat 
If I could only see that familiar sunrise through sleepy eyes
How happy I'd be

Go to see my baby again
And to be with some of my friends
Maybe I'd be happy then on Blue Bayou

I'm going back some day, gonna stay on Blue Bayou
Where the folks are fine and the world is mine on Blue Bayou
Oh, that girl of mine by my side the silver moon and the evening tide
Oh, some sweet day gonna take away this hurting inside
I'll never be blue, my [bad word] [bad word] on Blue Bayou»  

«Мне одиноко день и ночь,
Никто не может мне помочь,
Оставил я жену и дом,
В заливе счастья голубом.

Я по монетке накоплю,
И свой залив себе верну,
И свой залив себе верну...» 

               © Рой Орбисон «Blue Bayou»