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 jewelry box
Gone with saints that hide an African mask
He flew to glory on Pontchartrain brass
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
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