|
|
RAD GUMBO
Bill Payne, Paul Barrere, Martin
Kibbee,
Sam Clayton, Ken Grady, Neon Park
Well you can sit right down right off the street
You can take the load right off your feet
Mamma bring the menu to your seat
But the bill of fare be short & Sweet
Won't find no etouffe
Mama never ever could cook that way
She's all ancient regime
No nouvell cuisine
She's cooking Gumbo
Mighty Rad Gumbo
It's the only way she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
Now the heads and shells stay in the stock
She stirs her roux and really rocks
One-gallon shellfish stock and water
This gumbo is made to order
Two toes of garlic finely chopped
Man this party just can't be stopped
Mamma's pots are boiling, and the band begins to blow
Piano keys flying like Fats Domino
Gumbo
Mighty Rad Gumbo
It's the onlyway she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
No, no escargot, no cordon bleu
This ain't the place to go lookin' for beef stew
But if you like tender shrimp and rice
If ya think ya can stand the spice
Gumbo
A mighty Rad Gumbo
Now people come from miles around
To dig what Mamma's puttin' down
Everybody knows her name
She in the seafood hall of fame
I gotta get that recipe
If it means the death of me
Get my spy boy to sneak a look
Into Mamma's book
She's cooking Gumbo
Mighty Rad Gumbo
It's the only way she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
She's cooking Gumbo
Mighty Rad Gumbo
It's the only way she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
SATURDAY NIGHT FISH FRY
Louis Jordon
If you ever go down to New Orleans
Then you can understand just what I mean
All thru the week it's quiet as a mouse
But on Saturday night they go from house to house
You don't have to pay the usual admission
If you're a cook, a waiter or a good musician
So if you just happen to be just passin' by
Stop in at the Saturday Night Fish Fry
It was rockin', it was rockin'
I never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
It was rockin', it was rockin'
I never seen such scufflin'
And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
Well my buddy and me we fell right in
We hollered, "Let the joy begin"
We thought this was a good place to play
But the party was already underway.
All of a sudden the lights went low
And everybody made straight for the front door
I was so scared I didn't know where to go
I jumped right back and I fell on the floor
CHORUS
Well the women were jumpin' and screamin' and yellin'
The bodies were flying, the fish were smellin'
Way up above the noise we made somebody said
"Let's get out of here, it's a raid!"
I didn't know if we were breakin' the law
Then somebody reached up and clipped me on the jaw
They had us blocked off from the front to the back
And they were throwin' us in the wagon like 'tater sacks
CHORUS
Well they took us to jail in a dazed condition
And booked each one of us on suspicion
My chick came down and with my bail
Barley got me out of that rotten jail
And if you ever wanna get a fist in your eye
Just mention the Saturday Night Fish Fry
I don't care how many fish in the sea but
Don't you ever mention fish to me.
CHORUS
MARDI GRAS DAY
Mac Rebennack
The big bass drum lead the big parade, all on a Mardi Gras Day
The big bass drum lead the big parade, all on a Mardi Gras Day
The big bass drum lead the big parade, all on a Mardi Gras Day
All you could hear, the people say was Oh Bah Lea.
The Trombone was playing the tailgate song, all on a Mardi Gras Day
The Trombone was playing the tailgate song, all on a Mardi Gras Day
The Trombone was playing the tailgate song, all on a Mardi Gras Day
And all you could hear, all night and all day was Oh Bah Lea.
The Bugle player came down playing a bugle call, all on a Mardi Gras Day
Bugle player's head was full of with alcohol, all on a Mardi Gras Day
The Bugle player came down playing a bugle call, all on a Mardi Gras Day
And all you could hear, all night and all day was Oh Bah Lea.
The world passed by just south of St. Andrews Street, all on a Mardi Gras
Day
From Chapitulla down to Magnolia Street, all on a Mardi Gras Day
I spied some Injuns and they spied me, all on a Mardi Gras Day
And all you could hear, all night and all day was Oh Bah Lea.
Black Eagle band singin' Fee-Nah-Nay, all on a Mardi Gras Day
Eh, La Bas, Come Si, Come Sa, all on a Mardi Gras Day
I spied some Injuns and they spied me, all on a Mardi Gras Day
All you could hear, the people say was Oh Bah Lea.
LET IT ROLL
Bill Payne, Paul Barrere, Martin
Kibbee
Rollin' down highway 95
Sailin' through her hometown countryside
Move on over stand astride
My cruise control's in overdrive
Need to take my baby for a ride
Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway
Ooo she's like a cool summer breeze
If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight
Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees
Oh please, let it roll tonight
Might be doin' more than fifty-five
When I sit my baby right down by my side
Where the rubber hit the road
This rig don't dig no overload
Come on, and let my baby ride
Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway
Ooo she's like a cool summer breeze
If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight
Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees
Oh please, let it roll tonight
Now I know just how heaven feels
When she reach beneath my big old steerin' wheel
Dyna flow, power glide
Bored and stroked, I'm satisfied
Takes my baby for a ride
Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway
Ooo she's like a cool summer breeze
If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight
Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees oh please
let it roll tonight
CAJUN GIRL
Bill Payne, Martin Kibbee
Serious blue eyes, so pale and so shy
Look closer 'cause she's got that look in her eye
Red hair that sails on a soft southern breeze
Fingers that fly on accordion keys
You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my Cajun girl
She's really somethin', my sweet singing Cajun girl
Cook Cajun, speaks Creole, and lay on the spice
Her fancy so free on these Saturday nights
She sings and she play at the parish hall dance
Big city chanteuses just don't stand a chance
You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my Cajun girl
She's really somethin', my sweet singing Cajun girl
Might find a dream, just West of New Orleans
If you pole up the bayou St. John
The way twin fiddles play
And she squeeze on her squeezebox 'til dawn
All night they carry on
Tell Long Leg Lucille I must send my regrets
It's nothin' she's done; it's just someone I met
With innocent heart, true talent so rare
She bloom on the bayou, this flower so fair
You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my Cajun girl
She's really somethin', my sweet singing Cajun girl
You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my Cajun girl
Might find me a dream, just West of New Orleans
If you pole up the bayou St. John
The way twin fiddles play
And she squeeze on her squeezebox 'til dawn
All night they carry on
JUNCO PARTNER
Bob Shad
Down the road I see my Junco partner
He's loaded as he could be
Lord he was knocked out, knocked out loaded
And he wobbled all over the street.
Said he six months ain't no sentence
Only gotta one year that ain't no time
He's got friends, He's got friends in Angola
They serving nine to ninety-nine
If I had, if I had a million dollars
Just one million to call my own
I would buy, I would buy my own pardon
I would buy me ticket home
Down the road, down the road here comes Mr. Jones
I said "Whew, baby" I'm on my back I'm feeling so tired
Now a penny gets a nickel, a nickel gets a dime
A dime gets a quarter and a quarter gets you high
Now give me little whiskey, Makes me feel frisky
It's a mighty good drink and I'm feelin' a little dry
Give me some tobacco and a little bit of whiskey
Give me heaven before I die.
Down the road came my Junco
He was loaded as he can be
Yeah he was knocked out, knocked out loaded
And he wobbled all over the street.
GOOD NIGHT IRENE
Lomax, Ledbetter, Bynum
Last night as I laid in my bed a-sleepin',
last night as I laid down across my own bed.
Last night I had myself a nightmare;
I had a dream, I had a dream
my little Irene was dead.
CHORUS:
I had to say well
Good night (Good night)
Irene (Irene)
Good night (Good night, Irene, good night)
Well good night (Good night)
Irene (Irene)
Good night (Good night, Irene, good night)
Good night (Good night)
Irene (Irene)
Good night (Good night)
Irene (Irene)
I wanna get 'cha, wanna get 'cha (I'll see you)
a get 'cha into my dreams. (in my dreams)
Last saturday night we got married.
Last saturday night we sure got down.
Last saturday night we went sailin' down the river,
We swamped our little boat and we almost drowned.
CHORUS
SAX SOLO
Sometimes I wanna drink, sometimes I wanna gamble.
Sometimes I wanna stay out all night long.
Lord, when I'm lovin' my little Irene,
I wanna love that little girl, love her on and on and on and on.
CHORUS
GOIN' BACK TO NEW ORLEANS
Joe Liggins
I'm goin' back home to see my baby in the land of Carnival Queens
I'm goin' back home to see my baby Back to New Orleans
Fe-Na-Nay My Parane, my Barane and my Maw and Paw
Gonna plant my feet on Bourbon Street I'll be there for the Mardi Gras.
I'm goin' back home to see my lady and I will never roam.
Gonna get my fill of that etouffe, New Orleans is my home.
I'm goin' back home to see my baby in the land of beautiful Queens
I'm goin' back home to see my baby Back to New Orleans
Get some crawfish, jambalaya, red beans and fine pralines.
Gonna get some lovin' that satisfies in New Orleans
I'm goin' back home to see my baby in the land of Carnival Queens
I'm goin' back home to see my baby Back to New Orleans
Fe-Na-Nay My Parane, my Barane and my Maw and Paw
Gonna plant my feet on Bourbon Street I'll be there for the Mardi Gras.
BOOGIE WOOGIE BLUE PLATE
Joe Bushkin, Spencer Lee, Johnny
DeVries, Louis Jordon
There's a gal at the local beanery,
She's a pretty hunk of scenery
She can make a chocolate soda go shhhh,
You should come around and dig it when she's working at the spigot,
You can hear her calling orders like this,
Give me a Ham one down and a burger rare
Side of 'slaw and a 7 layer
OJ up, crack two in a cup and a Boogie Woogie Blue Plate
Give me a triple beef on a load of hay,
Combo rye and a bottle of A.
Comin' through with a slab of Moo and a Boogie Woogie Blue Plate
Draw one, draw two, get that coffee perkin'
Draw three, Draw four hold that mayo while the chopped eggs workin'
Give me a tuna wheat with a side of fries
86 on those cherry pies
side of greens on the franks and beans and a Boogie Woogie Blue Plate
Draw one, draw two, get that coffee perkin'
Draw three, Draw four hold that mayo while the chopped eggs workin'
Give me a tuna wheat with a side of fries
86 on those cherry pies
side of greens on the franks and beans and a Boogie Woogie Blue Plate
(HERE COMES) THE BIG PARADE
Harry Connick Jr., Ramsey McLean
Step aside
Step aside
The krewe's gonna take a ride
Better stand behind the barricade
Here comes, here comes, here comes
The big parade
So make way
Yeah make way
That's what the captain say
Down St. Charles and Esplanade
Here comes
The big parade
"Throw me somethin' mister"
I wanna dance with your sister
Brass bands marchin' by
Throwing notes to the sky
Well, There goes Yeah, There goes
Second-liners and flag boys
I'm feelin' even better
Than the day was made
Here comes
Here comes
Here comes
The Big Parade |
