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13 Oct 05 - 10:01 PM (#1582764) Subject: Lyr Add: KINGFISH From: Q (Frank Staplin) Lyr. Add: KINGFISH Randy Newman There's a hundred thousand Frenchmen in New Orleans In New Orleans there are Frenchmen everywhere But your house could fall down Your baby could drown Wouldn't none of those Frenchmen care. Everybody gather 'round Loosen up your suspenders Hunker down on the ground I'm a cracker And you are too But don't I take good care of you. Who built the highway to Baton Rouge? Who put up the hospital and built your schools? Who looks after shit-kickers like you? The Kingfish do. Who gave a party at the Roosevelt Hotel? And invited the whole north half of the state down there for free The people in the City Had their eyes bugging out Cause everyone looked just like me. Here comes the Kingfish, the Kingfish, Everybody sing Here's the Kingfish, the Kingfish Every man a king. Who took on the Standard Oil men And whipped their ass Just like he promised he'd do? Ain't no Standard Oil men gonna run this state Gonna be run by little folks like me and you Here's the Kingfish, the Kingfish Friend of the working man The Kingfish, the Kingfish The Kingfish gonna save this land. http://www.randynewman.com Newman Good Old Boys The Kingfish, was the most hated and the most loved man in Louisiana. His building program, as the Depression changed the land, was surpassed only by Franklin Roosevelt's. He and his cracker legislature built hospitals, schools with free textbooks, highways and bridges- and he got rid of the poll tax imposed on the Blacks. For a while, the state that had been run by big business and big oil, supported by the "Bourbon" conservatives, spent money on the little people. I think he was the only man ever to hold the governor's chair and a a seat in the U. S. Congress at thje same time. |
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13 Oct 05 - 10:13 PM (#1582771) Subject: Lyr. Add: EVERY MAN A KING From: Q (Frank Staplin) Lyr. Add: Every Man a King Worda and music by Huey P. Long and Castro Carazo Why weep or slumber America Land of brave and true With castles and clothing and food for all All belongs to you. Ev'ry man a king, ev'ry man a king For you can be a millionaire If there's something belonging to others There's enough for all people to share When it's sunny June and December too Or in the winter time or spring There'll be peace without end Ev'ry neighbor a friend And ev'ry man a king. The Kingfish couldn't write a song, but his philosophy is there. http://www.randynewman.com Newman Good Old Boys |