[Intro: Bishop Paul S. Morton]
Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to present my son
Paul Sylvester Morton, Jr
On Christmas 1989 in his own way
As he ministers to us on the piano
Paul Morton, Jr., go 'head
[Verse: PJ Morton]
I used to sit for hours in my room
Making music just because that's what I love to do
Ooh, ooh, now I have to, ooh, ooh, mmm
Now so much is different, I don't understand
Now all I hear is radio spins and marketing plans, oh-oh
Can it be fun again?
[Chorus: PJ Morton]
Like it was back in New Orleans
The place where I know what it all means, yeah
I had dreams in New Orleans
I didn't care what people thought of my songs
Yes, I think it's time to go back home
'Cause I'm so lost and it's been too long
[Outro: Bishop Paul S. Morton]
Alright, that's my eight-year-old son, Paul Morton, Jr
Did you wanna go and do another one, son?
Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to present my son
Paul Sylvester Morton, Jr
On Christmas 1989 in his own way
As he ministers to us on the piano
Paul Morton, Jr., go 'head
[Verse: PJ Morton]
I used to sit for hours in my room
Making music just because that's what I love to do
Ooh, ooh, now I have to, ooh, ooh, mmm
Now so much is different, I don't understand
Now all I hear is radio spins and marketing plans, oh-oh
Can it be fun again?
[Chorus: PJ Morton]
Like it was back in New Orleans
The place where I know what it all means, yeah
I had dreams in New Orleans
I didn't care what people thought of my songs
Yes, I think it's time to go back home
'Cause I'm so lost and it's been too long
[Outro: Bishop Paul S. Morton]
Alright, that's my eight-year-old son, Paul Morton, Jr
Did you wanna go and do another one, son?
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