"Fly Me Away"

Words and Music by Anne Cooke and Amos Jessup
Artist: Áine (Anne Cooke), vocals; Layne Cooke, strings and sound engineering

Fly me away to the days down in Lafayette
When we were the talk of the town
You took my hand when they played 'Jolie Blonde'
And I laughed as you waltzed me around

Raised up three girls by the glow of a fire
Taught them the old Cajun tunes
We built a life, and did it with nothing
But iron pots ---- and wooden spoons

Bring me back home to the place by the bayou
To a dance floor lit by a blue moon
Shadows of Spanish moss painted the wind
And the night owl kept calling the tune


On a small wooden porch with a tar paper roof
We rocked to the song of the loon
We built a life, and did it with nothing
But iron pots ---- and wooden spoons

Oh won't you fly me away back to Lafayette
Where only memories remain
You'd take my hand once more for a waltz
And I'd do it all over again


We found a treasure there under the pines
That time will take from us soon
We built a life, and did it with nothing
But iron pots ---- and wooden spoons