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The Ballad of the Roux-Guru
Posted on 5/17/24 at 9:23 pm
Posted on 5/17/24 at 9:23 pm
Imagine if the Devil Went Down to Georgia and Tom Waits had a baby, and then that baby was raised in the swamp.
It's Half-folktale, half-Boudreaux and Thibodeaux joke, half-beat poem, half-recipe
Here it is
The Ballad of the Roux-Guru
The Roux Guru
You know Georgia's got its Devils
Playing fiddles up on stumps,
But down here in south Louisian'
We ain't got nothin but an endless swamp
Well the cities have their restaurants,
Their chefs can cook a real mean stew,
But if you want the really good stuff,
You gotta get deep down the back bayou,
[chorus]
To the Roux-Guru, (the Roux-Guru)
He got a BLACK pot three feet wide,
Yeah the Roux-Guru, (the Roux-Guru)
paddle stirrin somethin up inside,
Many men have tried to beat him,
In a cookoff, but no men do,
And if you lose you might be feedin,
The Roux-Guru (Roux-Guru)
[verse]
Well Thibodeaux and Boudreaux,
They're as Coonass as they come,
Them city folk laugh at them,
Yeah boy they think they're dumb,
But when it comes to cooking'
They're all eatin' with a smile,
Yeah they can make an alligator,
Taste just like a crocodile,
[verse]
They paddled down the bayou,
In their pirogue with a pot,
They'd heard of this Roux-Guru,
Came to see just what he got,
On a massive stump of cypress,
There he stood at six-foot-nine,
Mossy hair all on his body,
And an alligator spine,
[chorus]
The Roux-Guru, (The Roux-Guru)
He said "I've heard you're pretty good, you know"
The Roux-Guru, (The Roux-Guru)
How about we battle with Gumbo,
Well Thibodeaux and Boudreaux,
You better be the winners,
'Cause iffin if you don't,
He'll be having YOU for dinner,
The Roux-Guru, (The Roux-Guru)
[verse]
Put some flour in that pot now,
Couple cups of bacon grease,
Yeah they're goin for that dark brown,
Keep on stirrin' never cease,
Work that paddle, Boudreaux choppin,
Adding in the Trinity,
Then some garlic and some spices,
Smells just like divinity,
[verse]
Chicken thighs and homemade sausage,
Steady browning in their pan,
Over there Roux-Guru cookin,
With the fury of the damned,
Every creature from the bayou,
Skinned and goin in his vat,
Possum, rabbit, deer and coon now,
Think he used an old stray cat,
[chorus]
The Roux-Guru, (The Roux-Guru)
Yeah he's using magic spice,
The Roux-Guru, (The Roux-Guru)
Dinner's ready, make some rice,
Well boys it's judgement time now,
And this cook could cost your soul,
Seem's the Devil's come to judge yeah,
So it's time to serve a bowlllll
To the Roux-Guru
[bridge]
Now the Devil started tasting,
Said the Roux-Guru's was yummy
Kinda looked like Gordon Ramsey,
Red and rotund was his tummy,
Came to Thibodeaux's and Boudreaux's,
With that big spoon in his hand,
Then on his tongue dance flavor angels,
The Devil laughed and said Hot Damn!
[chorus]
You beat the Roux-Guru!
(The Roux-Guru!)
And so you win this Pot of Gold,
Beat the Roux-Guru!
(The Roux-Guru!)
That gumbo's good even 5 days old!
You can tell anybody you want to,
But those city folk won't think it's true,
That some boys from down the bayou,
Beat the Roux-Guru!
(The Roux-Guru)
[outro]
Oh the Roux-Guru
(Roux-Guru)
He's still waiting in that swamp,
There to challenge any Coonass,
Stirrin' on his cypress stump,
Yeah the Roux-Guru
(The Roux-Guru)
Oh the Roooooouuxx-Guruuuuu
It's Half-folktale, half-Boudreaux and Thibodeaux joke, half-beat poem, half-recipe
Here it is
The Ballad of the Roux-Guru
The Roux Guru
You know Georgia's got its Devils
Playing fiddles up on stumps,
But down here in south Louisian'
We ain't got nothin but an endless swamp
Well the cities have their restaurants,
Their chefs can cook a real mean stew,
But if you want the really good stuff,
You gotta get deep down the back bayou,
[chorus]
To the Roux-Guru, (the Roux-Guru)
He got a BLACK pot three feet wide,
Yeah the Roux-Guru, (the Roux-Guru)
paddle stirrin somethin up inside,
Many men have tried to beat him,
In a cookoff, but no men do,
And if you lose you might be feedin,
The Roux-Guru (Roux-Guru)
[verse]
Well Thibodeaux and Boudreaux,
They're as Coonass as they come,
Them city folk laugh at them,
Yeah boy they think they're dumb,
But when it comes to cooking'
They're all eatin' with a smile,
Yeah they can make an alligator,
Taste just like a crocodile,
[verse]
They paddled down the bayou,
In their pirogue with a pot,
They'd heard of this Roux-Guru,
Came to see just what he got,
On a massive stump of cypress,
There he stood at six-foot-nine,
Mossy hair all on his body,
And an alligator spine,
[chorus]
The Roux-Guru, (The Roux-Guru)
He said "I've heard you're pretty good, you know"
The Roux-Guru, (The Roux-Guru)
How about we battle with Gumbo,
Well Thibodeaux and Boudreaux,
You better be the winners,
'Cause iffin if you don't,
He'll be having YOU for dinner,
The Roux-Guru, (The Roux-Guru)
[verse]
Put some flour in that pot now,
Couple cups of bacon grease,
Yeah they're goin for that dark brown,
Keep on stirrin' never cease,
Work that paddle, Boudreaux choppin,
Adding in the Trinity,
Then some garlic and some spices,
Smells just like divinity,
[verse]
Chicken thighs and homemade sausage,
Steady browning in their pan,
Over there Roux-Guru cookin,
With the fury of the damned,
Every creature from the bayou,
Skinned and goin in his vat,
Possum, rabbit, deer and coon now,
Think he used an old stray cat,
[chorus]
The Roux-Guru, (The Roux-Guru)
Yeah he's using magic spice,
The Roux-Guru, (The Roux-Guru)
Dinner's ready, make some rice,
Well boys it's judgement time now,
And this cook could cost your soul,
Seem's the Devil's come to judge yeah,
So it's time to serve a bowlllll
To the Roux-Guru
[bridge]
Now the Devil started tasting,
Said the Roux-Guru's was yummy
Kinda looked like Gordon Ramsey,
Red and rotund was his tummy,
Came to Thibodeaux's and Boudreaux's,
With that big spoon in his hand,
Then on his tongue dance flavor angels,
The Devil laughed and said Hot Damn!
[chorus]
You beat the Roux-Guru!
(The Roux-Guru!)
And so you win this Pot of Gold,
Beat the Roux-Guru!
(The Roux-Guru!)
That gumbo's good even 5 days old!
You can tell anybody you want to,
But those city folk won't think it's true,
That some boys from down the bayou,
Beat the Roux-Guru!
(The Roux-Guru)
[outro]
Oh the Roux-Guru
(Roux-Guru)
He's still waiting in that swamp,
There to challenge any Coonass,
Stirrin' on his cypress stump,
Yeah the Roux-Guru
(The Roux-Guru)
Oh the Roooooouuxx-Guruuuuu
This post was edited on 5/18/24 at 8:47 am
Posted on 5/17/24 at 9:58 pm to fr33manator
What about that song by Willy Deville called LoupGarou.
Posted on 5/17/24 at 10:02 pm to fr33manator
I see you did a lot of work there and I’m glad you’ve found a medium here to share that work.
Posted on 5/17/24 at 10:04 pm to fr33manator
quote:
It's Half-folktale, half-Boudreaux and Thibedeaux joke, half-beat poem, half-recipe
Posted on 5/17/24 at 10:10 pm to Gee Grenouille
quote:
I see you did a lot of work there and I’m glad you’ve found a medium here to share that work.
What a diplomatic way to say you hate it without hating it.
Thanks.
It was a booger in my brain I had to get out. Like an earworm
Posted on 5/17/24 at 10:12 pm to LegendInMyMind
quote:
quote: It's Half-folktale, half-Boudreaux and Thibedeaux joke, half-beat poem, half-recipe
So it's a Folk Joke Beat Recipe
Although that recipe really won our team a golden pot. I've got receipts.
I'm a poet and a cook, not a mathematician
Posted on 5/17/24 at 10:51 pm to fr33manator
quote:
What a diplomatic way to say you hate it without hating it.
I didn’t hate it. I just wanted to recognize your work. Seems to be an appreciation we’ve lost over the years.
Posted on 5/18/24 at 12:02 am to fr33manator
This played in my head as a slow country blues with Ray Wylie Hubbard singing it
Posted on 5/18/24 at 12:14 am to fr33manator
Haha… man, I enjoyed that.
Posted on 5/18/24 at 12:22 am to fr33manator
quote:
They paddled down the bayou, In their pirogue with a pot,
I literally just got out of my pirogue at the camp
Free this meant a lot to me. Thanks for writing it. You don’t know this, but you know me. Think of ‘the bat cave’
Hope you’re doing well my friend
This post was edited on 5/18/24 at 12:23 am
Posted on 5/18/24 at 1:55 am to fr33manator
Nice work. I also appreciate the double entendre(homonym)
Posted on 5/18/24 at 6:30 am to fr33manator
quote:
It was a booger in my brain I had to get out. Like an earworm
That’s better than a Kennedy brain worm!
Posted on 5/18/24 at 8:43 am to TheRouxGuru
quote:
You don’t know this, but you know me. Think of ‘the bat cave’
Alfred Butler?
Man this is gonna kill me just email me.
Fr33manator@gmail.com
I'll keep your secret safe Mr. Wayne
Posted on 5/18/24 at 8:45 am to fr33manator
I hope you’re about 75. So cringe.
Posted on 5/18/24 at 8:57 am to patnuh
I only write for good people, me.
I'm gonna make you tap your feet, me.
I'm gonna have you singing it in the shower, me.
Patnuuuuuuuuhhhhh
I'm gonna make you tap your feet, me.
I'm gonna have you singing it in the shower, me.
Patnuuuuuuuuhhhhh
This post was edited on 5/18/24 at 9:02 am
Posted on 5/18/24 at 9:30 am to Tiger_fan92
quote:i’m thinking more Jerry Reed “Amos Moses” style
This played in my head as a slow country blues with Ray Wylie Hubbard singing it
Posted on 5/18/24 at 9:40 am to TheRouxGuru
quote:Sounds creepily Aggie-like glory holio-y….
You don’t know this, but you know me. Think of ‘the bat cave’
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