Lyrics

Walking in the twilight hour Looking for that magic light I go to the left bank To feel what is right So far away from home What can I do With these black paris blues I see ghost of the past They alway thought they would last Black americans coming here Freedome, thats was clear So far away from home What can you do? With these black paris black paris blues Walking in the twilight hour Looking for the magic light I go to the left bank Try to feel what is right So far away from home What can you do? With these black paris blues Blue moon done the one Said Sidney Bechet Listen to the music It will show the way I see Brick Top's Josephine Baker too I see Chesfer Himes Richard Wright With their blues I see Dexter Gordon I see MIles and Diz I see Memphis Slim playin slim I see so many ghosts From my black past You know they thought it would last What can you do? With these Black Paris Blues Parlez-vous Francais? Can you hear me say? I feel lost, it is true Parlez-vous Francais? I lost my way I can't get back home, it is true Here's where I'm gonna stay For my blues I will play What can you do? With these Black Paris Blues What can you do With these Black Paris Blues Ride them through I will always will know it true In the black paris blues What can you do? black paris blues But ride them through Hey hey Black paris blues
Writer(s): Maurice Rodgers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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