Little Feat - Calling The Children Home Lyrics
B. Payne, P. Barrere, and F. Tackettuptown, the other side of canalthe funky butt hall down on liberty streetall day long it was the criminal morguewhere dead street boys take a load off ther feetwhen the sun goes doen buddy bolden plays the bluesroom full of sin, buckets of boozehow that horn could travel on a hot southern nighthe was calling the children home all righthe was calling the children homebury me down in new orleansso I can spend eternity above groundyou can flood this townbut you can't shut the party downain't no drownin' the spiritwe callin' the children homeyeah that spasm band side show down in Jefferson Squarethe band wagon battles ain't goin' no wherestoryville girls tellin' tales in the nighthow they bought all the bulls with a songcocaine Lil, sweet miss thingat the hotel y'all ring ding dingpoundin' the ivory's down at mahogany hallthey was callin' the children homeoh yeah, they was callin' the children homebury me down in new orleansso I can spend eternity above groundyou can flood this townbut you can't shut the party downain't no drownin' the spiritcallin' the children homewas it the paddle wheels of commerce make you move the presidentor the insiders and outlaws sellin' snake oil from the tenta fressh breath of honesty would sure be heaven sentbut politics is politics, the business is the rentdowntown people take to the streetsthey checkin' the sounds, they lookin' to eatbritsens manales just a trolly awayyou can tease your palate any time night or daythere was the night at tips, when the fess hit the keyslike a bomb goin' off, brought you down to your kneesErnie K. Doe - Bobby Marchand -Eddie Bo, don't forget Dr. Johnthey callin' the children homebury me down in new orleansso I can spend eternity above groundyou can flood this townbut you can't shut the party downain't no drownin' the spiritwe callin' the children homeain't no drownin' the spiritwe callin' the children home
