I been balling a shiny black steel jack-hammer,
Been chippin' up rocks for the great highway,
I'll live five years if I take my time,
Ballin' that jack and a drinkin' my wine.
I been chippin' them rocks from dawn till doom,
While my rider hide my bottle in the other room.
Easy wind cross the Bayou today
Cause there's a whole lotta women, mama,
Out in red on the streets today.
And the river keeps a talkin',
But you never heard a word it said.
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