New Orleans Wins The War

---------------------------------------------------------------------------            New Orleans Wins the War - Randy Newman --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Written by: Randy Newman From: “Land of Dreams” (1988) Tabbed by: maguri Tuning: Standard CHORDS E          x-x-2-1-0-0 B7sus4/F#  x-x-4-2-0-0 E/G#       x-x-6-4-0-0 B7/D#      x-x-1-2-0-2 A7-9       x-0-2-3-2-3 E/B        x-2-x-1-0-0 C7sus4/G   3-x-3-3-1-x F/A        x-0-3-2-1-x --------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Intro] / / / [Verse 1] Don’t remember much about my baby days      But I’ve been told   We used to live on Willow in the Garden District Next to the sugar bowl [Verse 2] Momma used to wheel me past an ice cream wagon   One side for white and one side for colored I remember the trash cans floatin’ down Canal Street It rained every day one summer     [Middle 8] Momma used to take me to Audubon Park Show me the ways of the world She’d say "Here comes a white boy there goes a black one That one’s an octaroon This little cookie here’s a macaroon That big round thing’s a red balloon And the paper down here’s called the picayune And here’s a New Orleans tune"     [Interlude] | | | | | | / | | | % | [Verse 3] In 1948 my Daddy came to the city    Told the people they’d won the war [Bridge] Maybe they’d heard it maybe not Probably they’d heard it and they just forgot ’Cause they built him a platform in Jackson Square And the people came to hear him from everywhere They started to party and partied some more ’Cause New Orleans had won the war [Interlude] (We knew we’d do it we done whip the yankees)                           (orchestral link) [Verese 4] Daddy said "I’m gonna get this boy out of this place   Bound to sap his  strength   People have fun here and I think that they should But nobody from here ever come to no good They’re gonna pickle him in brandy and tell him he’s saved Throw firecrackers all ’round his grave" Took us down to the airport flew us back to L.A That was the end of my baby days [Coda]   Blue blue morning    blue blue day   All your bad dreams drift away It’s a blue blue morning of a blue blue day   Lose those bad dreams      Those gray clouds above you What you want them around with you for? You got someone to love you Who could ask for  more?    It’s a blue blue morning of a blue blue day   All your bad dreams drift away