Calling The Children Home Little Feat

Uptown, the other side of canal
The funky butt hall down on liberty street
All day long it was the criminal morgue
Where dead street boys take a load off ther feet

When the sun goes doen buddy bolden plays the blues
Room full of sin, buckets of booze
How that horn could travel on a hot southern night
He was calling the children home all right
He was calling the children home

Bury me down in new orleans
So I can spend eternity above ground
You can flood this town
But you can't shut the party down
Ain't no drownin' the spirit
We callin' the children home

Yeah that spasm band side show down in Jefferson Square
The band wagon battles ain't goin' no where
Storyville girls tellin' tales in the night
How they bought all the bulls with a song

Cocaine Lil, sweet miss thing
At the hotel y'all ring ding ding
Poundin' the ivory's down at mahogany hall
They was callin' the children home
Oh yeah, they was callin' the children home