LES BON TEMPS
Here on the Banks of the mighty Miss
They took a beatin’ and a thrashin’
And they just seems to keep it comin’
A people of resilience and renewal
No choice but give ‘em hell and to stand tall
Shut up for a minute about your short end of the deal
And you can feel we ALL just tryin’ to heal
Lookin’ for something to fill our god-shaped hole
Lookin’ for to resole our soul
From Hell-A to the streets in the Quarter
A lifetime of people with Faith they show when life is whole
Finally finding people with faith when life takes its toll
‘Specially those times where you just don’t know
People with confidence to be the fools they want to be
Knockin down the levee that holds ‘em back
Flooding out the doubts that have fallen in the cracks
Down in the depths that even you can’t see
Ground crumbles off his back heel
As a man goes left to right
Down a path he aint never been
Blowin’ on the dice of faith and love
C’mon- baby needs a new set of eyes
On the roll, resoled his soul
Revival. Rebirth. Renewal.
Last call to get on the train
To get on his fun car
No more selling, shouting, or beggin’
Already drinkin’ at the Carousel Bar
I always do what I say I’m gonna do
Just takin’ a while longer than I’m used to
