Lletres: Willy Deville. Pistola. The Band Played On.

Do i make you feel pretty
when i say take another piece of my heart
feeling drunk like a sailor blistered on
mardi gras day
feeling drunk on mardi gras day
where is that scarecrow who used to walk on
your arm
when we used to stroll down decatur street
tell me do he say how much he loves you
does he whisper how much he loves you when
the trumpets start to play
and the band played on
the band played on
yeah, the band played on
and the band played on

sad as it may be, new orleans will be on its knees
while the band, while the band played on
baby, don?t mean maybe
someday i'll come back again
when i get home to new orleans
every day gonna be peaches and cream and
pecan pie
oh so sweet coming down the street
and the band played on
the band played on
the band played on

lord have mercy on me
the band played on
so sad and sweet
sad and sweet
that's what it be
i lost my new orleans
that's alright she'll be back again someday
i know it
she'll be back again someday

(Thanks to michel for these lyrics)