Introduction

Elvis Presley’s musical repertoire is as diverse as it is enchanting, and one song that captures the essence of his musical exploration is “Crawfish.” Featured in the 1958 film “King Creole,” this rhythmic tune is a delightful blend of rock, blues, and Cajun influences. Join us as we unravel the lively story behind “Crawfish” and explore the infectious energy of this unique Elvis Presley classic.

Did You Know?

“Crawfish” reflects Elvis’s willingness to embrace a variety of musical styles. This lively number, infused with Cajun flavor, adds a distinctive touch to the “King Creole” soundtrack. Collaborating with Kitty White, Elvis’s playful duet in “Crawfish” showcases his ability to adapt to different genres, making it a memorable and unique addition to his extensive discography.

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Lyrics: Crawfish

Crawfish
Well I went to the bayou just last night
There was no moon but the stars were bright
Put a big long hook on a big long pole
And I pulled Mr. Crawfish out of his hole
CrawfishSee I got him, see the size
Stripped and cleaned before your eyes
Sweet meat look, fresh and ready to cook
Crawfish

Now take Mr. Crawfish in your hand
He’s gonna look good in your frying pan
If you fry him crisp or you boil him right
He’ll be sweeter than sugar when you take a bite
Crawfish

 

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