by The Tragically Hip on album 1999-07-24: Woodstock '99: Rome, NY, USA
Alright Bourbon blues on the street Loose and complete under skies so smokey blue green I can't forsake a dixie dead-shake So we danced the sidewalk clean My memory is muddy, what's this river that
by The Tragically Hip on album Roxy Revisited (Live May 1991)
Alright Bourbon blues on the street Loose and complete under skies so smokey blue green I can't forsake a dixie dead-shake So we danced the sidewalk clean My memory is muddy, what's this river that
by The Tragically Hip on album Live From Coyotes - Tuscon, Arizona, 1991
Alright Bourbon blues on the street Loose and complete under skies so smokey blue green I can't forsake a dixie dead-shake So we danced the sidewalk clean My memory is muddy, what's this river that
by The Tragically Hip on album That Night In Toronto (Live)
Alright Bourbon blues on the street Loose and complete under skies so smokey blue green I can't forsake a dixie dead-shake So we danced the sidewalk clean My memory is muddy, what's this river that
by All Star Tribute Band on album Sing the Hits of Tragically Hip
by Hit Tunes Karaoke on album Karaoke Superhits, Vol. 108
by The Tragically Hip on album Blow At High Dough / New Orleans Is Sinking
They shot a movie once in my hometown Everybody was in it from miles around Out at the speedway, some kind of Elvis thing Well, I ain't no movie star but I can get behind anything Yeah, I can get behi
by The Tragically Hip on album Blow At High Dough / New Orleans Is Sinking [Digital 45]
They shot a movie once in my hometown Everybody was in it from miles around Out at the speedway, some kind of Elvis thing Well, I ain't no movie star but I can get behind anything Yeah, I can get behi
by Billy Talent on album Watoosh!
Alright! Bourbon blues on the street, loose and complete Under skies all smoky blue green I can't forsake a dixie dead shake So we danced the sidewalk clean My memory is muddy What's this river
by Daze of Dawn on album Yeti Nation
Bourbon blues on the street, loose and complete Under skies all smokey blue-green I can't forsake a dixie dead-shake So we danced the sidewalk clean My memory is muddy, what's this river that I'm in?
by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous
Your smile is fading a bit, so I ration it Don't think about it Here where the Mississippi quits Where it's still got a bit of Minnesota in it No one will give you a thing these days They'd rather ki
by Down on album 2006-06-24: Tipitina's, New Orleans, LA, USA
The eighteen hundreds, before the inception Of modern day ideals, fake grip of appeals, Straight to the street run, no bar room virgin, Double vision cocaine, to a whore house of pain (Think deep with
by Down on album Diary of a Mad Band (Live)
The eighteen hundreds, before the inception Of modern day ideals, fake grip of appeals, Straight to the street run, no bar room virgin, Double vision cocaine, to a whore house of pain (Think deep with
by Eyehategod on album New Orleans Is the New Vietnam
Uptown mess, downtown wreck Frostbite sweat, your guilt on fire! Downtown mess, uptown wreck Frostbite sweat, your guilt on fire! Shoes don't fit, I don't fit Shoes don't fit, I don't fit East bank me
by Thou on album The Sacrifice
Decadence is restrained and smothered by the strictest codes of conduct. And you'll writhe naked upon the sands as the sun flays every inch of skin which is then assaulted and hacked away by the scorc
by Fats Domino on album Black History Month New Orleans Edition
It's time, I'm walkin' to New Orleans I'm walkin' to New Orleans I'm gonna need two pair of shoes When I get through walkin' to you When I get back to New Orleans I've got my suitcase in my hand Now,
by Fats Domino on album Walking to New Orleans
It's time, I'm walkin' to New Orleans I'm walkin' to New Orleans I'm gonna need two pair of shoes When I get through walkin' to you When I get back to New Orleans I've got my suitcase in my hand Now,
by Fats Domino on album Walkin' to New Orleans
It's time, I'm walkin' to New Orleans I'm walkin' to New Orleans I'm gonna need two pair of shoes When I get through walkin' to you When I get back to New Orleans I've got my suitcase in my hand Now,