That's Jackson Square

Andrew Jackson
Sitting tall and proud
Tips his hat to a festive crowd
St. Louis' Cathedral
Standing tall back there
That's Jackson Square

Old man on a guitar
Singing the blues
Steam whistle blowing
From a river boat cruise
Horse and carriage
Take you anywhere
That's Jackson Square

You can still hear Louis' horn in the wind
Playing when the Saint's go marching in
Nowhere in the world will you ever find
Sunday service with a second line

Statue man's body painted gold
Stands motionless for money
Whether hot or cold
Coffee and beignets fill the air
That's Jackson Square

You can still hear Louis' horn in the wind
Playing when the Saint's go marching in
Nowhere in the world will you ever find
Sunday service with a second line

That steel fence
Lined with works of art
Them creole beauties
Gonna steal your heart
Yeah the magic down here
Is pretty rare
That's Jackson Square

Worldly charm
With a southern flare
That's Jackson Square



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Innes
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