paroles de chanson The King of Zydeco - Rory Gallagher
Well,
it′s
a
straight
line
as
the
crow
flies,
To
a
heaven
here
on
earth.
And
if
you
make
time,
it's
a
cool
drive,
Head
down
to
the
coast.
If
your
taste
runs
to
the
gumbo,
Don′t
know
where
to
go?
Let
me
introduce
you
to
the
King
of
Zydeco.
If
your
head
leaks
like
a
strainer,
The
sea
comes
to
your
door.
A
strange
sound
from
the
juke-joint,
A
mile
just
down
the
road.
Believe
it
when
you
hear
it,
The
sound
of
the
rubbing
board.
Let
me
introduce
you
to
the
King
of
Zydeco.
Yeahh.
Move
it
over,
Open
up
that
lane.
Roll
it
over,
Buddy,
I'm
insane.
You
won't
feel
like
a
stranger,
You′ve
found
a
second
home.
You
can
get
out
of
your
tree
there,
When
that
music
hits
your
soul.
Bye-bye
Big
Brother,
′Cause
I'm
going
away,
I
wanna
listen
to
the
man,
They
call
Clifton
Chenier.
Feel
like
a
statistic,
Feeling
shrink-wrapped
too.
It′s
fun-time
baby,
You've
been
too
long
in
school.
Head
down
to
the
place,
Near
to
Thibodaux,
Let
me
introduce
you
to
the
King
of
Zydeco.
Move
that
semi,
Buddy,
I′m
insane.
It's
now
or
never,
I
can′t
touch
the
brakes.
Well,
it's
a
stone's
throw
from
the
Bayou,
And
I
can
see
the
sign.
Shining
like
a
beacon,
Right
on
through
the
night.
No
more
airs
and
graces,
Gotta
catch
the
show.
Let
me
introduce
you
to
the
King
of
Zydeco.
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