New Orleans Is Sinking

The Tragically Hip - Rock, Alternative Rock
New Orleans Is Sinking
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Duration: 4:17
Lyrics
All right Bourbon blues on the street, loose and complete Under skies all smoky blue green I can't forsake a dixie dead shake So we danced the sidewalk clean My memory is muddy, what's this river that I'm in? New Orleans is sinking, man, and I don't want to swim Colonel Tom, what's wrong? What's going on? You can't tie yourself up for a deal He said, "Hey, north, you're south, shut your big mouth You gotta do what you feel is real" Ain't got no picture postcards, ain't got no souvenirs My baby she don't know me when I'm thinking 'bout those years Pale as a light bulb hanging on a wire Sucking up to someone just to stoke the fire Picking out the highlights of the scenery Saw a little cloud that looked a little like me I had my hands in the river, my feet back up on the banks Looked up to the lord above and said, "Hey, man, thanks" Sometimes I feel so good I got to scream She said, "Gordie, baby, I know exactly what you mean" She said, she said, I swear to god she said Oh no No, yeah My memory is muddy, what's this river that I'm in? New Orleans is sinking, man, and I don't want to swim Swim
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- The Tragically Hip