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munly & the lee lewis harlots - ragin' cajun lyrics

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mother mother mother mine
i wager you sent me here
to this house in new orleans
where i’ve become your fallen son
you thought to make homemade wicks
so by our lanterns we might see
the cotton strips that you tore and let soak in the kerosene

and while you slept i pierced the strips
and found a map down to new orleans
when i woke with the sun i put on my old blue jeans
in the pocket i found the wicks that lead down to new orleans
i filled my trunk with my trade dice and homemade liquor

i followed the map put on my prison face
and now prepared to ply my trade
i emptied my trunk, i took them in dice
and overcharged for my homemade
and they said “boy it got us drunk; this stuff tastes like the kerosene”
and they did offend, then i struck a match;
i ain’t my father i’m no thief

that place flared up as sure as an eastern sun
i could already hear my mother saying “son what has you done?”
i ducked into my trunk
as the people around me screamed
and i was safe inside my trunk as i brought down that place in new orleans

mother now i send this telegram though you cannot read
please send me a map to return, return me from orleans
and then you can rip this telegram and soak it in kerosene
to replace the wicks i stole from you;
the light will guide me back from new orleans

and here is me with this apology of a life
and here is me with this apology of a life

- munly the lee lewis harlots lyrics

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