Standin' on the corner of Royal Street, on a Sunday afternoon Out there by the old A & P barefoot in the sun in June. I saw her playin' with the big brass band with old Gate Junior on guitar I saw her playin' with John and Mooney too uptown at Maddigan's Bar.
Washboard Lisa, wash away your sins let them go down the drain Everytime you move your dirty little hands takes away our fears and our pain
I said "hello" to her out there on the street Boys, I looked into here eyes She said that she knew Tom Robin Oh, I believed it was a lie But how can New Orleans be so good To a Lucky Strike smoking queen With a rip in her dress and a dirty toes Livin’ life like a dream
Washboard Lisa, wash away your sins let them go down the drain Everytime you move your dirty little hands takes away our fears and our painTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
