Cherry Poppin' Daddies - Tchoupitoulas Congregation lyrics

He was the captain of a riverboat ship Drunk and drowned in the ol' Mississip Now he lies back home in French Lick We mark his grave with a piece of red brick Tchoupitoulas Congregation Tchoupitoulas Congregation We're on our way to the graveyard We're on our way to the graveyard The Jambalaya mama is cookin' while you're barefoot dancing with Uncle Lenoir Kickin' puddles in a lightning storm The dog is barkin' at a lime green door. Tchoupitoulas Congregation Tchoupitoulas Congregation We're on our way to the graveyard We're on our way to the graveyard Here come a change in the weather I feel like I'm more alive Here come Tremé in its feathers Dancin' By bye bye Ooooo Oh here come a yellow cat Black umbrellas in the sun We had to hide the mirrors and stop all the clocks She saved his pinky in a j**elry box Gone with saints that hide an African mask He flew to glory on Pontchartrain bra** Tchoupitoulas Congregation Tchoupitoulas Congregation We're on our way to the graveyard We're on our way to the graveyard Goin' down in the sun to the graveyard