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Dyin' DaysIf I die down in New OrleansWill you throw me a big parade Would you cry thinking 'bout the memories Or maybe you would celebrate Yea, we all love one another Especially on our dying days Send me off With trumpets and trombones In the middle of Jackson Square Deacon John will sing us a mournful song With my family and friends all there Yea, we shall love one another Especially on our dying days Thieves and clowns dancing all around my grave And lying about the golden days Cobblestones shimmering in the night And the women don't wear no clothes Yea, we all need one another Especially on our dying days So here we are Standing by the Creole Queen And listening to an old friends tune The river rolls right thru New Orleans That old Swede died so soon Yea, we all see one another Especially on our dying days |