Twenty-seventh wagon full of cotton Was parked outside my chicken shack door I kept my crib covered up in satin In case my baby came around for more Now I feel, Daddy, somethin's not the same 'Cause there's weeds, and there's rust And the roof won't hold the rain
Chorus: I remember better days Lace in every window And roses 'round the gate Now they've chased away all my friends And they've locked me out And hung a sign on the fence That says this property is condemned
Take me down to the Viex Carre Where a little girl can get a bed or a bit If you should see me Coughin' round the corner Won't you mix in a little sugar With my tonic tonight I can feel like I'm part of the parade 'Cause I feel like there's bourbon Slappin' around in my veins I remember better days...
I got a new tiara, Daddy Take me to the Mardi Gras Buy me cotton candy, dress me up in flowers Let me be your "baby doll" We can ditch that social worker In and out the swingin' doors on Tchoupitoulas Street You may call me jailbait But I ain't too little to take the heat I can feel phantoms blowin' through my brain And I feel, like I need someone to make 'em go away I remember better days...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
