Boubon blues on the street
Loose and complete
the sky so smokey blue, green
I can't forsake a dixie-dead shake
So we danced the sidewalk clean
My memory is muddy
What's this river i'm staniding in?
New Orleans is sinking man
And I don't wanna swim
Colonel tom
What's wrong?
What's going on?
You can't tie
Yourself up for a deal
He said,
"Hey north you're south shut your big mouth you gotta do what you feel is real"
Ain't got no picture postcards
Ain't got no souvenires
My baby, she don't know me
When I'm thinking about those years
Pale as a light bulb
Hanging on a wire
s**ing up to someone
Just to stoke the fire
Picking out the headlights of the scenery
Saw a little cloud
That looked a little like me
I had my hands in the river
My feet back up on the banks
Looked up to the lord above
And said "Hey man thanks"
Sometimes I feel so good
I gotta scream
She said gordie baby
I know exactly what you mean
She said, she said, I swear to god she said
My memory is muddy
What's this river I'm in?
New Orleans is sinking man
And i don't wanna swim