Hey Papa Legba
Read Hey Papa Legba lyrics by Elton John on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
Hey Papa Legba
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
He would recount the stories he had learned so well
Fourteen years is a long time in one cell
When the pipe is passed the opium does its rounds
Papa Legba sitting pretty in a chicken little town
His textured skin, like leather in the sun
Fingers beating hard upon a native drum
He picks his teeth with a splintered back rib bone
Papa Legba bears his fangs and lays alone
Hey Papa Legba, hoo-boo-be-do
Hey Papa Legba, no one gonna bother you
Hey Papa Legba, hoo-boo-be-do
Shake Papa Legba, no one's gonna bother you tonight, alright
He was free to dance alone where the spirits run
His almond eyes would twinkle on a hundred sons
His champagne toast and white meat on a spit
Papa Legba's drunken with a smile upon his lips
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "Hey Papa Legba"?
Elton John performs "Hey Papa Legba", and this lyric page sits inside the Elton John catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "Hey Papa Legba"?
Yes. The related section below points to Crocodile Rock and The One with a short reason for opening each page next.
Where can I find more songs by Elton John?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Elton John's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
What people are saying
No listener comments on Hey Papa Legba yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.