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Memories of Crescent CityWednesday nights at the Rock-n-BowlOn the bandstand there is Snooks and guitarPure gasoline for the soulTake me back to the Mound CityAny night across townBennie for blues and James for barrel houseThe brown eyed handsome man is still aroundYou give yourself to the worldYou don't hold back much of anythingMother Theresa to the animal kingdomYou know how high to set the barYou give your words freelyTakes it back to familiar groundBut when you hold your cards close to your chestIt shows you've been pushed too farLooking back on LouisianaWhere the dirty water flowsAnd life there is a little easierAs anyone who has been through knowsConversations turn to metaphorsSongtexteCards to the table you bringFold your hand but save your best for laterDon't know how long these angels singYou give yourself to the worldYou don't hold back much of anythingMother Theresa to the animal kingdomYou know how high to set the barYou give your words freelyTakes it back to familiar groundBut when you hold your cards close to your chestIt shows you've been pushed too farBut when you hold your cards close to your chestIt shows you've been pushed too far Aus Songtexte Mania