Select language to translate this lyric
There must be somewhere in this whole world
There must be somewhere in this whole world
Cause I keep on trying, I keep on trying,
I keep on trying, I keep on trying!
Uh, boy, it's a fly from the young man's hands
He pull a dime, no one understands
And I keep on crying, I keep on crying
I keep on crying, I keep on crying.
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Baby, please don't go
Down to New Orleans!
Cause you don't now
The things that I've seen!
Them bullets are flying,
Bullets are flying
Bullets are flying
Bullets are flying
Uh, got the St. Roch Blues
Down my soul
I've seen so many
Of my good friends go
And it won't be long,
It won't be long,
It won't be long,
It won't be long,
Till I go!
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
- Album:
- The Navigator
- Small Town Heroes
- My Dearest Darkest Neighbor
- Look Out Mama
- Live at 2012 New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Festival
- 2012-08-26: Mercury Lounge, New York, NY, USA
- 2012-10-18: NYCTaper CMJ Day Show, Cake Shop, New York,...
- ATO Records Spring Sampler 2014
- Uncut 2015.01: The Best of 2014
- The Best of 2014
- The Body Electric Tour EP
- Bonnaroo Mixtape 2015
- Hungry Ghost
- Rican Beach
- Bluesfest 2018
- Crossing the Rubacon
- Hurray for the Riff Raff
- Hurray for the Riff Raff (Australian Edition)
- Young Blood Blues