Lyrics

Barracks Street

Looking over Barracks Street
Talking to a friend I meet
It is just a little promenade
So here's a little song I made
To the folks on Barracks Street

Half a block from Street Chartres
People live beneath the waves
Broken sidewalks catch my feet
Everybody's walking to the beat
In an underwater street parade

Steamships come
Trains do roll
Winds rise and
Blow us around the gulf of Mexico

It's another vivid dream
We were down in in New Orleans
Heard the whistle of the trolley car
Five bits will take you pretty far
Farther than it really seems

There is a not another one
You will always be my morning sun
I want to spend my time with you
Even after this parade is through
We'll still be marching to a different drum

Steamships come
Trains do roll
Winds rise and
Blow us 'round the gulf of Mexico

Looking over Barracks Street
Talking to a friend I meet
It is just a little promenade
So here's a little serenade
To the folks on Barracks Street