New Orleans Wins The War
Dont 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 ones an octoroon
This little cookie heres a macaroon, that big round things
A red balloon
And the paper down heres called the picayune
And heres a new orleans tune
In 1948 my daddy came to the city
Told the people that theyd won the war
Maybe theyd heard it, maybe not
Probably theyd 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 wed do it, we done whipped the yankees)
Daddy said, Im 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
Theyre gonna pickle him in brandy and tell him hes 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
Its 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?
Its a blue blue morning, of a blue blue day
All your bad dreams drift away
song performed by Randy Newman
Added by Lucian Velea
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