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Artiste:
Little Feat
Titre:
Calling The Children Home
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Uptown, the other side of canal the funky butt hall down on liberty street all day long it was the criminal morgue where dead street boys take a load off ther feet when the sun goes doen buddy bolden plays the blues room full of sin, buckets of booze how that horn could travel on a hot southern night he was calling the children home all right he was calling the children home bury me down in new orleans so I can spend eternity above ground you can flood this town but you can't shut the party down ain't no drownin' the spirit we callin' the children home yeah that spasm band side show down in Jefferson Square the band wagon battles ain't goin' no where storyville girls tellin' tales in the night how they bought all the bulls with a song cocaine Lil, sweet miss thing at the hotel y'all ring ding ding poundin' the ivory's down at mahogany hall they was callin' the children home oh yeah, they was callin' the children home bury me down in new orleans so I can spend eternity above ground you can flood this town but you can't shut the party down ain't no drownin' the spirit callin' the children home was it the paddle wheels of commerce make you move the president or the insiders and outlaws sellin' snake oil from the tent a fressh breath of honesty would sure be heaven sent but politics is politics, the business is the rent downtown people take to the streets they checkin' the sounds, they lookin' to eat britsens manales just a trolly away you can tease your palate any time night or day there was the night at tips, when the fess hit the keys like a bomb goin' off, brought you down to your knees Ernie K. Doe - Bobby Marchand - Eddie Bo, don't forget Dr. John they callin' the children home bury me down in new orleans so I can spend eternity above ground you can flood this town but you can't shut the party down ain't no drownin' the spirit we callin' the children home ain't no drownin' the spirit we callin' the children home