Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Second Line, artist - Maria Muldaur.
Date of issue: 20.07.2009
Song language: English
Second Line |
Steam rising off of the river at the break of day |
Light creeping into room 218 at the Beaujolais |
Left you crawling across the floor |
Head ringing, your eyes so sore |
Bloodshot, drowning while you down another bottle away |
The ashtray is overflowing, it’s full of gray days |
The devil that you knew one time may be the devil you save |
Get up and find your shoes |
There are some things that you just don’t lose |
The street’s been a-creeping with the barefooting blues for days |
Call me from the Second Line |
Pour us up some cheap French wine |
Pick up your feet, leave your blues fading to gray |
Come on now cut your soul loose, the Second Line’s dancing away |
There’s a crowd down under the window in a big parade |
They got a brass band dancing in front, oh umbrellas they wave |
They gonna shake it 'til the sun come down |
They just laid old Moses deep in the ground |
Get yourself together, walk yourself right out of your grave |
Call me from the Second Line |
Pour us up some cheap French wine |
Pick up your feet, leave your blues fading to gray |
Yeah, you got to rise up and put on your hat |
You ain’t good but you ain’t that bad |
The dirge is over, the band’s just beginning to play |
Come on now cut your soul loose, the Second Line’s dancing away |
Come on now cut your soul loose, the Second Line’s dancing away |
The Second Line’s dancing away |
The Second Line’s dancing away |
The Second Line’s dancing away |
The Second Line’s dancing away |
The Second Line’s dancing away |
The Second Line’s dancing away |