King Of Zydeco (to: Clifton Chenier) Lyrics - Fresh Evidence - Rory Gallagher

Well, it's a straight line as the crow flies 

To a heaven here on earth 

And if you make time, it's a cool drive 

Head down to the coast 

If your taste runs to the gumbo 

Don't know where to go 

Let me introduce you 

To the King of Zydeco 

If your head leaks like a trainer 

The sea comes to your door 

A strange sound from the juke-joint 

A mile just down the road 

Believe it when you hear it 

The sound of a 'rubbing board' 

Let me introduce you 

To the King of Zydeco 

Move it over, open up that line 

Roll it over, buddy I'm insane 

You won't feel like a stranger 

You've found a second home 

You can't get out of your tree there 

When the music hits your soul 

Bye bye Big Brother 

'Cause I'm going away 

I wanna listen to the man 

They call Clifton Cheniere 

Feel like a statistic 

Feeling shrink-wrapped up too 

It's dun-time baby 

You been to long in school 

Head down to the place 

Near to Thibodoux 

Let me introduce you 

To the King of Zydeco 

Move that semi, buddy I'm insane 

It's now or never, I can't touch the brakes 

Well, it's a stone's throw from the Bayou 

And I can see the sign 

Shining like a beacon 

Right on through the night 

No more airs and graces 

Gotta catch the show 

Let me introduce you 

To the King of Zydeco