Give us funky music in the French Quarter
We've got to blow away the blues
In the creole cottage, in the slave quarters
We've got a funny feeling to lose
Came from out of town try to make a good connection
Take a look and see what's going down
I know I'm gonna find a positive injection
The songs are in the air and on the ground
Feeling like a slave way out in California
Feeling like stubber in New York
Keep a fire burning in my heart and my home
Feel it in my spirit and my bone
Give us funky music in the French Quarter
We've got to blow away the blues
In the creole cottage, in the slave quarters
We've got a funny feeling to lose
Sittin on a fence with a noise ordinance
Preservation's all that remains
Sixteen blues bars, the way things are
Down on Decatur and Dumaine
Staring at the Natchez, pouring water on a sachet
Sitting at the Cafe DuMond
Listening to a jug band try to tell a brass band
Take it to another part of town
Don't let it distress you
Hold you and caress you
Kiss you, baby, bless you tonight
Ooh lala lala ooh lala lalie
It's the Groove Baby's Lullabye
