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Albums:

When the Saints Go Marchin' In (New Orleans, Vol. 3) (Preservation Hall Jazz Band) · The Music of New Orleans, Vol. 5: New Orleans Jazz - The Flowering (Hutchinson, Hutch) · New Orleans Soul: The Original Sound of New Orleans Soul 1966-76 (Aaron Neville) · New Orleans Soul: The Original Sound of New Orleans Soul 1966-76 (Aaron Neville) · Sounds of New Orleans, Vol. 10: New Orleans Trumpets (Hutchinson, Hutch) · New Orleans Jazz: Just a Closer Walker with Thee & Other New Orleans Jazz Classics [#1] (Olympia Serenaders) · For New Orleans: Benefit for the Musicians Village New Orleans Habitat (Hutchinson, Hutch) · New Orleans Jazz Babies/New Orleans Five (New Orleans Jazz Babies) · New Orleans: The Living Legends - Jim Robinson's New Orleans Band (Jim Robinson) · The Saints Are Coming (U2) – and 90 other albums »


Stranded but I will never lay down come on

Break out, rise up from oblivion
Rise up, sinners an saints
Break out, rise up from oblivion
Rise up, black
Deep down in Louisianna
Close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods
Among the evergreens
There stand a country cabin
Made of clay and wood
a blackshirt with the playboy blues
I gotta get a message through, tell everybody the news
And with the winter coming...

Now there's a rocker in
By the looks of everyone it’s been a long two weeks
Coming up on the business end of a good luck streak
Gave em hell in New York City headed down
keep their bellies full
In love and war there are no rules

But in their eyes
Murder comes by sea and from the skies
It's shiny and it's quick to take
Forty years ago there was a jumpin' jazz Jamaica scene 
They could hear these tunes drifting down from New Orleans 
They put the two together in
up forever
Tears are wiped away from every face
And my reproach He finally takes away
There is a coming a day

I know You’re supposed to be
of the earth 
Kings rulers autocrats in corpse mountain seance 
The harvest of all cultures raped by axe and sword 

I hate your lives 
Falsegood and lies
of the U.S.A.

Over 200 years ago they shook off the chains of tyranny from Great Britain By divine call
Citing 27 biblical violations they wrote
Let's go back to yesterday
When a phone call cost a dime
In New Orleans, just a nickel
Turn back the hands of time
Turn back the hands of time
up in the wires
But it's a warm evening out
It feels like New Orleans blue
On the spray from the African shore
Oh we could make it coast to coast
She
we've come
From a darker day
Well they took all the fun out of it
But people like it that way

There are things on the news now testing your faith
and Eddie had had it
Already by the summer of '75
From the high  to the low to
The end of the show
For the rest of their lives
They couldn't go back
jackets
And tight blue jeans
Drop a dime in the box play the
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights

Brenda
jackets
And tight blue jeans
Drop a dime in the box play the
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights

Brenda
almost nothing changed
What the hell, what was that for?
(Seems like we don't even care)

Buses are on the way to take those people from New Orleans
that wilted with the season's children

Are we saved by the words of bastard saints
Do we live in fear or faith
Tell me now who's behind the rain
they're goin' too, where they're comin' from

He'd say that one's from Memphis, bound for Moline
An old '97, she's from New Orleans
From New York
jackets
And tight blue jeans
Drop a dime in the box play the
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights

Brenda
to die?

Changes coming our way!
Just like a new day.

These borrowed days they come and go
We live on, reaping what we sow
Terror from the darkness
to Chi-town, New Orleans, Texas and back down
[Benzino]
If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't
Me and Black like big Shaq in the paint
We do it from
God is willing to protect
Our love, a world of love
I think you'd be willing too

Where are you from
And where are you going to
We have so much
in the dark
She from LA but she live in New York
But I ain't worried about that
Worried about busting them traps
Lil Uzi ya you know I be smoking
to Chi-town, New Orleans, Texas and back down
[Benzino]
If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't
Me and Black like big Shaq in the paint
We do it from
like soldiers with g's, soldiers at ease
Slangin' fuckin' tapes like keys, swang 'em just like keys
From Richmond to New Orleans, we be ballin'
Keep them