Thursday, September 01, 2005

Gone and never gonna come again

How strange to feel nostalgic for a place I've never been to--and now, never will.

Heard on BlondeChampagne Radio:

"You Never Used To Need a Reservation At the Preservation Hall": Jimmy Buffett

You never used to need a reservation at the Preservation Hall
Now it's just a restaurant
It's got paintings all over the walls
I used to walk home late at night
And I could hear sweet Emma call
You never used to need a reservation at the Preservation Hall

Well now old Bill Baxter he played the bass
And people'd throw money all over the place
A dollar for a request
Five dollars for "The Saint's Go Marchin' In"
Oh, and the ceiling fans they would flutter
And those old benches sure would shudder
But it seems like those things
Gone and never gonna come again

Chorus

It was the kind of place I'd say
A little informal you might think
Everybody came from miles around
And it didn't matter who you were
When you got there you took the cure
All it took it was a little of good Sweet Emma
And the old boys' sound

You never used to need a reservation at the Preservation Hall
Now it's some kinda silly restaurant
It's got paintings all over the walls
I used to walk home every morning
And I could hear sweet Emma call
Yeah, you never used to need a reservation at the Preservation Hall

Before the buildings all got tall
You never used to need a reservation
I used sweat some prespiration
And I got some good vibrations from the Preservation Hall



Jimmy lived and played in New Orleans prior to his "Key West Period." The website of his Margaritaville restaurant in the French Quarter is begging employees to check in.


"Darkness on the Delta": Notre Dame Glee Club

When it's darkness on the delta that's the time my heart is light,
When it's darkness on the delta let me linger in the shelter of the night;
Fields of cotton all around me, voices singin' soft and low,
Lord I'm lucky that you found me
Where the muddy Mississippi waters flow.

Lounging on the levee, Listenin' to the nightingale way up above,
Laughter on the levee, no one's heart is heavy,
All God's children got someone to love.

When it's darkness on the delta, Only heaven is in sight,
When it's darkness on the delta, let me linger in the shelter of the night.
Oh let me linger in the shelter of the night.

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

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