University of Bourbon Street (feat. Preservation Hall Jazz Band)

I guess the point of goin' to college Was to acquire myself a little knowledge And help me figure out What life was really all about It made Peets and J.D. happy And set me wild and free Then I danced out of Mississippi To the University of Bourbon Street I sang, "Hey (hey) pocky a-way" On the streetcar headed uptown I went to class (sure did) every day And never wore a frown I was taught by the Neville brothers Benny Spellman, and a whole lotta others That brass brand blew my mind When I joined in the second line I felt the power of the gris-gris Got my soul saved by the backbeat I was branded by Jean Lafitte At the University of Bourbon Street I sang on a paddlewheel boat Floated down the Mississippi Helped build a Mardi Gras float And smoked a joint with a beautiful hippie I heard a church choir sing "Change my guitar strings" Thought things just couldn't get better 'Til I walked to the Central Grocery And had myself a muffaletta I took my lunchbox to the streetcar That Tennessee named, "Desire" Then I followed my dancin' feet To the University of Bourbon Street Yeah, we got high-class, low-rent Voodoo information Pat O'Brien's hurricane accreditation Old-school sex education And I learned how to eat From the music and the people To the cookin' and the joy It really ain't a mystery I just followed my dancin' feet To the University of Bourbon Street I got my lucky dog Ph.D. At the University of Bourbon Street Yeah, I just followed my dancin' feet To the University of Bourbon Street And a Po' Boy master's degree At the University of Bourbon Street It's all sweet, darling University of Bourbon Street Hand me that umbrella Follow me to school University of Bourbon Street University of Bourbon Street