Tragically Hip - New Orleans Is Sinking Lyrics
Boubon blues on the streetLoose and completeI can't forsake a dixie-dead shakeSo we danced the sidewalk cleanMy memory is muddyWhat's this river i'm staniding in?New Orleans is sinking manAnd I don't wanna swimColonel tomWhat's wrong?What's going on?You can't tieYourself up for a dealHe said,"Hey north you're south shut your big mouth you gotta do what you feel is real"Ain't got no picture postcardsAin't got no souveniresMy baby, she don't know meWhen I'm thinking about those yearsPale as a light bulbHanging on a wireSucking up to someoneJust to stoke the firePicking out the headlights of the scenerySaw a little cloudThat looked a little like meI had my hands in the riverMy feet back up on the banksLooked up to the lord aboveAnd said "Hey man thanks"Sometimes I feel so goodI gotta screamShe said gordie babyI know exactly what you meanShe said, she said, I swear to god she saidMy memory is muddyWhat's this river I'm in?New Orleans is sinking manAnd i don't wanna swim