Second Home

The river flows to the Gulf of Mexico
To New Orleans, uptown ruler, Tchoupitoula Indian
Purple, gold and green
Plastic beads hang from trees
Must've been a parade yesterday
Or maybe last year, I don't know
Go to see Johnny V. lay it down and lift me up

You're the guardian of the flame
You're the fire inside, my burning desire
You're the beat in the ground
That takes me downtown, where she is

Friendly travelers at the cafe
Sing songs of joy and praise
Just to be alive another day
Step in time, second line
Church bells ring farewell
Throw my hands up high to the sky
'Til we meet again on the other side

You're the guardian of the flame
You're the fire inside, my burning desire
You're the beat in the ground
That takes me downtown, where she is, woah