Lyrics This Property Is Condemned

Twenty-seventh wagon full of cotton was parked outside my chicken shack door
I kept my crib covered up in satin in case my baby came around for more
Now I feel, Daddy somethin’s not the same
Cause there’s weeds and there’s rust and the roof won’t hold the rain

I remember better days
Lace in every window
And roses ‘round the gate
Now they’ve chased away all my friends
And they’ve locked me out
And hung a sign on the fence
That says “This Property is Condemned”

Take me down to the Vieux Carre where a little girl can get a bed or a bite
If you should see me coughin’ round the corner
Won’t you mix in a little sugar with my tonic tonight
I can feel like I’m part of the parade
‘Cause I feel like there’s bourbon slappin’ around in my veins

I remember better days
Lace in every window
And roses ‘round the gate
Now they’ve chased away all my friends
And they’ve locked me out
And hung a sign on the fence
That says “This Property is Condemned”

I got a new tiara Daddy, take me to the Mardi Gras
Buy me cotton candy, dress me up in flowers
Let me be your “baby doll”
We can ditch that social worker
In and out the swingin’ doors on Tchoupitoulas Street
You may call me jailbait but I ain’t too little to take the heat
I can feel phantoms blowin’ through my brain
And I feel like I need someone to make ‘em go away

I remember better days
Lace in every window
And roses ‘round the gate
Now they’ve chased away all my friends
And they’ve locked me out
And hung a sign on the fence
That says “This Property is Condemned”