Rollin Pin, version by Beausoleil.
Maybe these lyrics are on the CD ou LP "Bayou Cadillac".
Here's that I hear, but Michael Doucet "eats words" :
Oh bébé, j’étais soulé hier au soir
Et quand j’ai rentré, papa m’était faché
Il m’a menacé, commencé à cogner
Quand il m’a cogné avec sa rolling pin
Oh bébé pourquoi tu fais comme ça (?)
Tu connais, comment j’ai esquivé(?)
Tu parles plus (?), bébé t’es pas comme ça
Elle m’a cogné avec sa rolling pin
Marc, don't start now about back doors, and bring in cowboys, even if they're pure bred Cajun; there's a certain sense & alternative meaning to that expression not suited to post here, and especially not for kids. One is here, but that seems OK:
But for the other i won't go into details now, especially regarding my sincere admiration and respect for D.L. Menard. - Nout