Marigny Love Song
Said I'd make it back someday, but it's been a long time, Lou
Your hair has gotten long, your accent's thickened like a roux
And you never take that mask off anymore, but I know it's you
It's an elegant disguise, all your feathers and face paint
You can hide what you are, Toulouse, but you can't hide what you ain't
I been baptized in muddy waters, but that don't make me a saint
We were running from the cops, barged in on this old-time band
The sergeant scanned the room, as you took my sweaty hands
I know you're an anarchist, but could you at least lead this dance
You got no love for law and order
I've been trying to shake those blues
We're spared no change, given no quarter
Well, what have we got, Toulouse
But I still think we could make us a home
Squat some shotgun off Frenchmen
I know you weren't never my own
I still hoped you'd be mine again
It's chilly sleeping in this graveyard, but it beats the heat we've had
While we're out living on the streets, they're building houses for the dead
They say they need some peace, but I'd have some justice instead
I know things are bad, Lou, but it won't be so for long
You sell a couple paintings, I get my fiddle out of hoc
I promised you I'd quit fighting, so you know I can't punch no clock
Let's catch that St. Claude bus tonight, ride out to the Lower Ninth
We can sleep in Tammy's henhouse, before dawn head riverside
I know it don't sound like much, but you ain't never seen such a sunrise
You got no love for law and order
I've been trying to shake those blues
We're spared no change, given no quarter
Well, what have we got, Toulouse
But I still think we could make us a home
Squat some shotgun off Frenchmen
I know you weren't never my own
I still hoped you'd be mine again
I know you weren't never my own
I still hoped you'd be mine again
Your hair has gotten long, your accent's thickened like a roux
And you never take that mask off anymore, but I know it's you
It's an elegant disguise, all your feathers and face paint
You can hide what you are, Toulouse, but you can't hide what you ain't
I been baptized in muddy waters, but that don't make me a saint
We were running from the cops, barged in on this old-time band
The sergeant scanned the room, as you took my sweaty hands
I know you're an anarchist, but could you at least lead this dance
You got no love for law and order
I've been trying to shake those blues
We're spared no change, given no quarter
Well, what have we got, Toulouse
But I still think we could make us a home
Squat some shotgun off Frenchmen
I know you weren't never my own
I still hoped you'd be mine again
It's chilly sleeping in this graveyard, but it beats the heat we've had
While we're out living on the streets, they're building houses for the dead
They say they need some peace, but I'd have some justice instead
I know things are bad, Lou, but it won't be so for long
You sell a couple paintings, I get my fiddle out of hoc
I promised you I'd quit fighting, so you know I can't punch no clock
Let's catch that St. Claude bus tonight, ride out to the Lower Ninth
We can sleep in Tammy's henhouse, before dawn head riverside
I know it don't sound like much, but you ain't never seen such a sunrise
You got no love for law and order
I've been trying to shake those blues
We're spared no change, given no quarter
Well, what have we got, Toulouse
But I still think we could make us a home
Squat some shotgun off Frenchmen
I know you weren't never my own
I still hoped you'd be mine again
I know you weren't never my own
I still hoped you'd be mine again
Credits
Writer(s): Amina Elfiki
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