Bas Clas Band
WD Picou

Lyrics

MY LOUISIANE

by WD Picou

 

Maw-Maw was pretty when She was young

She ran through the Prairie neath the Golden Sun

She rested in the shade of the big Oak Tree

I loved those stories Maw-Maw told to me

 

I’d close my eyes and go slipping back

to a Paradise outside a shingle shack

Where Maw-Maw did dance footloose and fancy-free

Somewhere in the Country out around a big Oak Tree

 

My Louisiane!

My Louisiane!

 

Maw-Maw sometimes She'd look so far away

back to a time when She was young at play

She held this little baby mesmerized

as I drifted off to Dream about a place called Paradise

 

I look out the window

man, I love the Rain

I look out the window

but I know it's not the same

as the picture that was painted

as I sat on Maw-Maw's knee

as I look at the place

where there used to be a big Oak Tree

 

My Louisiane!

My Louisiane!

 

© 2012 WD Picou, Half Nutt Music

All Rights Reserved

Bas Clas Band
WD Picou

Lyrics

ALLONS DANSER

By WD Picou

 

It's late at night

and our sorrows are drowned

All is quiet 

round the old hometown

The lines that form 

in the morning light

Are out of mind

Now that they're out of sight

Worries are forgotten

Trouble's all gone

Let's put off till tomorrow 

While the band plays on

CHORUS:

Allons danser allons danser

Yippee yippee ti yo 

Yippee yippee ti yay

 

Looking at the world 

through eyes of glass

Laughing at the world

While it all goes past

Now the drawn curtain

hides the pouring rain

and the child's face

pressed against the window pane

The dancers spin

round the middle of the floor

They close their eyes

As the band plays more

CHORUS

 

It's late at night

sorrows are drowned

All is quiet

Round the old hometown

Them safe behind

their castle walls

Thinking safe from the fate 

that awaits us all

Them looking at the world

through eyes of glass

Them laughing at the world 

as it all goes past

But now the drawn curtains

hide the pouring rain

And the child's face

pressed against the window pane

The lines that form 

in the morning light

Are out of mind

Now that they're out of sight

Worries are forgotten

Trouble's all gone

Let's put off till tomorrow

While the band plays on

CHORUS

 

© 2012 WD Picou, Half Nutt Music,  All Rights Reserved 

Bas Clas Band
WD Picou

Lyrics

WHISTLING WIND

By WD Picou

 

The whistling wind

brings a message to me

It whispers the words

as it winds around me

I hear music everywhere

even when there's no one there

Singing sounds

come to me

I hear voice in harmony

 

The tropical breeze

sings a topical tune

The dry desert air

draws me into a room

I hear music in the air

Bringing stories from somewhere

Whether storm

or gentle breeze

I hear voice in harmony

 

I hear the song

that you're singing to me

I linger on the lines

of your sweet melody

I hear music all around

in every noise and every sound

And even then

you talk to me

I hear voice in harmony

 

I hear music in the air

Bringing stories from somewhere

Whether storm

or gentle breeze

I hear voice in harmony

 

© 2012 WD Picou, Half Nutt Music, All Rights Reserved

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