Dance Back From The Grave - Cohn, Marc

i used to wake up every morning saying i must be getting away with something here, every day was like parole before the levees overflowed; i refuse to think it could all just disappear, how long before the street car rattles down st. charles avenue and beads swing from two hundred year old trees, how long before they walk down long lake pontratrain with the smell of just magnolia on the breeze, yeah i've seen people laughing all the way down to the cemeteries just to send another soul off on its way, yeah i've seen them dance right up to the edge of it, but this time their gonna dance back from the grave, dance back, dance back, dance back, dance back from the grave, well a thousand souls crossed over and they were greeted by an all-star band, and while the saints go marching in there's still hell to pay back down in dixie land, yeah the storms are headed south again and the hour's getting pretty late, somebody better build that levee its already mardi gras at heavens gate, dance back, dance back, dance back, dance back from the grave, dance back, dance back, get your tambourines, slide trombones, and dance back from the grave, oh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, so don't shed a tear for them tonight as they circle and swoop and promenade, they're just carrying their torches and marching in a heavenly parade, no don't shed a tear but take their cue there's only one thing left to do in the name of every soul we didn't save, from the ninth ward to the quarter to the mississippi border dance back from the grave, dance back, dance back, dance back, dance back from the grave, dance back, dance back, get your tambourines, slide trombones, and dance back from the grave, oh yeah, oh yeah, get your tambourines, slide trombones, and dance back from the grave