john bohlinger

john bohlinger

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One last Drink on Bourbon Street

Written By: john bohlinger

One last Drink on Bourbon Street.
john Bohlinger

Jesus walked out of New Orleans
right across Lake Ponchatrain
With the Devil smiling over his shoulder
Laughing and dancing in the rain

She combs her hair in a broken mirror
Scrapes the mood from her read dress
Wades out into the deep water
Waves goodbie to nothing left

Chorus: When the saints go marching in
and the oceans wash away all are sins
and the levee breaks and the waters meet
we'll have one last drink down on Bourbon Street

Gape Mouth Brown played the quitar
Could make it talk and sing the blues
it's a shame they took him away
he should have died on that biyou

Chorus: When the saints go marching in
and the oceans wash away all are sins
and the levee breaks and the waters meet
we'll have one last drink down on Bourbon Street
Bridge: The Vampires dressed in black leather
need the junk that they lost back home
and they look for a fix that's going to make them feel better
but they won't find Marie Lavaue, in Boise Idaho, no no no no

What was the president thinking
When they gave him the news
"It's just poor blacks that are sinking
What am I suppose to do?"

Chorus: When the saints go marching in
and the oceans wash away all are sins
and the levee breaks and the waters meet
we'll have one last drink down on Bourbon Street

One Last Drink on Bourbon Street

Written By: John Bohlinger

One last Drink on Bourbon Street.
john Bohlinger

Jesus walked out of New Orleans
right across Lake Ponchatrain
With the Devil smiling over his shoulder
Laughing and dancing in the rain

She combs her hair in a broken mirror
Scrapes the mood from her read dress
Wades out into the deep water
Waves goodbie to nothing left

Chorus: When the saints go marching in
and the oceans wash away all are sins
and the levee breaks and the waters meet
we'll have one last drink down on Bourbon Street

Gape Mouth Brown played the quitar
Could make it talk and sing the blues
it's a shame they took him away
he should have died on that biyou

Chorus: When the saints go marching in
and the oceans wash away all are sins
and the levee breaks and the waters meet
we'll have one last drink down on Bourbon Street
Bridge: The Vampires dressed in black leather
need the junk that they lost back home
and they look for a fix that's going to make them feel better
but they won't find Marie Lavaue, in Boise Idaho, no no no no

What was the president thinking
When they gave him the news
"It's just poor blacks that are sinking
What am I suppose to do?"

Chorus: When the saints go marching in
and the oceans wash away all are sins
and the levee breaks and the waters meet
we'll have one last drink down on Bourbon Street