Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Calling the Children Home, artist - Little Feat.
Date of issue: 15.06.1998
Song language: English
Calling the Children Home |
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 |