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Subject: /w/Lucinda.Williams/CrescentCity.crd
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CRESCENT CITY (Lucinda Williams)
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[Actually in E, I think; capo 4.]
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C C G G
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Everybody's had a few; now they're talking about who knows who
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Am F G G
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I'm going back to the Crescent City, where everything's still the same
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C C G G
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This town has said what it has to say; now I'm after that back highway
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Am F G G
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And the longest bridge I've ever crossed, over Pontchartrain
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Dm Dm G G
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Tous les temps sont temps (?), that's all we'd say
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Dm Dm G G
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We used to dance the night away
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Dm Dm G G
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Me and my sister, me and my brother
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Dm Dm G G
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We used to walk down by the ri - ver
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Mama lives in Mandeville; I can hardly wait until
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I can hear my Zydeco and "laissez les bons temps rouler"
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And take rides in open cars; my brother knows where the best bars are
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Let's see how these blues'll do in the town where the good times stay
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Tous les temps sont temps (?), that's all we'd say
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We used to dance the night away
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Me and my sister, me and my brother
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We used to walk down by the river
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C C G G Am F G G
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[instrumental]
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C C G G Am F G G
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[instrumental]
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Dm Dm G G Dm Dm G G
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[instrumental; fade out] |