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Newman Randy Land Dreams New Orleans Wins The War Don't remember much about my baby days, But I been told We used to live on Willow near the Garden District Next to the Sugar Bowl Momma used to wheel me past an ice cream wagon One side for White and one side for Colored I remember trash cans floatin' down Canal Street It rained every day one summer Momma used to take me to Audubon Park Show me the ways of the world She said, "here comes a white boy, there goes a black one, that one's an octoroon This little cookie here's a macaroon, that big round thing's a red balloon And the paper down here's called the Picayune And here's a New Orleans tune" In 1948 my Daddy came to the city Told the people that they'd won the war Maybe they'd heard it, maybe not Probably they'd heard it and just forgot 'Cause they built him a platform there in Jackson Square And the people came to hear him from everywhere They started to party and they partied some more 'Cause New Orleans had won the war (We knew we'd do it, we done whipped the Yankees) Daddy said, "I'm gonna get this boy out of this place Bound to sap his strength People have fun here, and I think that they should But nobody from here every come to no good They're gonna pickle him in brandy and tell him he's saved Then throw fireworks all 'round his grave" So he took us down to the airport, and flew us back to L.A. That was the end of my baby days Blue blue morning, blue blue day All your bad dreams drift away It's a blue blue morning, of a blue blue day Lose those bad dreams Those gray clouds above you, what you want them around with you for? You got someone to love you Who could ask for more? It's a blue blue morning, of a blue blue day All your bad dreams drift away |
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