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hey uncle louie, I wrote you a songI'm glad you got your heart out of pawnI'm glad you got your king out of checkat least that's how things stood when I saw you last it was New Orleans before the floodyou had just met a girl! you were falling in love!she lived on the levee and knew the bluesand played harmonica better than you in a neighborhood barin the middle of summershoulder-to-shouldersetting like sister and brotherall of the sorrows you told each otherrose like smoke from the room the heat and the bourbon was in your headyou were talking in tongues! you were back from the dead!and the girl and the city were one and the sameand last call never came and I can see you swimming out into the streetI can hear you singing, "when I die, don't cry for me" hey uncle louie, the city is spinningLetras de cancionesshe sure is pretty. you sure are grinningshe's leading you home from the heat of the barto lie on the levee and look at the stars you can hold her handyou can kiss her facego slow if you cancause the world is a very sad placeand when she leaves she'll leave no traceand the world will still be there the sky is colored in purple and yellowyou lie on the levee with stones for pillowsand you and the girl and the city make lovewith the harlequin sky up above From Letras Mania