St. Roch Blues - Hurray For The Riff Raff

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!

Bullets are flying from this young man’s hands

People are dying, no one understands

And I keep on crying, I keep on crying

I keep on crying, I keep on crying

Baby, please don’t go

Down New Orleans

Cause you don’t know

The things that I’ve seen

Them bullets are flying

Bullets are flying

Bullets are flying

Bullets are flying

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