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empress of old orleans

Album: ep one
By:
The Radiant Mind

Duration

3:20

Genres

Pop

Description

Song of the year 2008 for houston songwriters association. it was written the summer before Katrina made landfall. I stayed in the Empress Hotel, which is on a northbound one-way street, about two blocks from the French Quarter. When you left the hotel you had to leave your room key, for if you lost it, someone else could read the tag and get into your room. this became the basis for the song. i was worried when katrina happened, and then relieved to hear that the Empress Hotel is stil...

Song of the year 2008 for houston songwriters association. it was written the summer before Katrina made landfall. I stayed in the Empress Hotel, which is on a northbound one-way street, about two blocks from the French Quarter. When you left the hotel you had to leave your room key, for if you lost it, someone else could read the tag and get into your room. this became the basis for the song. i was worried when katrina happened, and then relieved to hear that the Empress Hotel is still there today.

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Lyrics

**This was written one year before the hurricane ravaged New Orleans. The Empress Hotel is two blocks from the French quarter and is still there today.** The Empress of Old Orleans Take I-10…to a northbound one way street Above ground…is where the dead will sleep Music…of jazz and calliopes Fills up…the half of half of history Leave your key… With the Empress of Old Orleans Don your beads… Walk with me on bricks of whiskey Tuesday…falling late in February Mystique…voodoo masks and horse drawn lorries A grand scene…shirts come off and bottles tilting An evening…where inhibitions come unleashed Leave your key… With the Empress of Old Orleans Throw your beads… Stumble over bricks of whiskey Wednesday…beignets hot with Du Monde coffee Church time…ashen foreheads mark his glory Some find…solace from those age old stories And some smile…inner childs need not to worry Leave your key… With the Empress of Old Orleans Store your beads… Don’t forget these bricks of whiskey… These bricks… of whiskey Bourbon Street Lyrics by Robert Chaney Copyright bobsongs 2006

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