Morgan City Fool

The cold wind's blowin' through the bus at the back

door window where he shoved her head

If she had a gun, ya'll, she woulda' killed him dead

I realizin' I was about to be

A witness to murder in the first degree

I jumped up and found my hat but couldn't find my head,

All the time wishin' I could understand a little more

what's being said

I mumbled as I pulled my boots on

I hope there ain't a killin' before I get gone

When I found her, I looked all up and down her ya'll

for a cut place

Expectin' to find a bunch of blood

All around where she stood

But wasn't nothin' but a little romancin',

Old crazy man standin' there dancin'

All in the glass, bare assed

And the love song he was singin'

He said I'm gonna' get your gumbo

Way down yonder, baby, on the bayou

I'm gonna' get your gumbo

Well, come on baby and let me show you just a little

hoodoo

I mumbled as I pulled my boots on

I hope there ain't a killin' before I get gone

When I found her, I looked all up and down her ya'll

for a cut place

Expectin, to find a bunch of blood

All around where she stood

Wasn't nothin' but a little romancin',

Old crazy man standin' there dancin'

All in the glass, bare assed

And the love song he was singin'

He said, I'm gonna' get your gumbo

Way down yonder, baby, on the bayou

I'm gonna' get your gumbo

Now, come on, baby, and let me show you just a little

hoodoo

I said, come on, baby, and let me show you just a

little hoodoo