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Artist: Mary Gauthier
Canonical path: /mary-gauthier/wheel-inside-the-wheel
Related lyric paths: 6
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Wheel Inside The Wheel
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Wheel Inside The Wheel
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The parade of souls is marching across the sky
Their heat and their light bathed in blue as they
march by
The All Stars play "When the Saints Go Marching In"
A second line forms and they wave white hankies in the
wind
Satchmo takes a solo, and he flashes his million
dollar smile
Marie Laveau promenades with Oscar Wilde
Big Funky Stella twirls her little red umbrella to the
beat
As the soul parade winds its way down Eternity Street
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't
made of sky
So, ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Mardi Gras Indians chant in the streets at sundown
Spyboy meets Spyboy, and Big Chief meets Big Chief
uptown
They circle and sway in their rainbow colored feathers
and beads
They prance like peacocks, children of slavery freed
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't
made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
Roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
The Krewe of the Crossbones parades into the midnight
sun
They march through the fire and come out beating
homemade drums
While the French Quarter Queens in their high-heeled
drag disguise
Sing "Over the Rainbow" 'til Judy Garland quivers and
sighs
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't
made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Flambeau dancers light the walkway to Jean Pierre's
There's a party tonight and all the girls are gonna be
there
Sipping wormwood concoctions, drinking absinthe and
talking trash
It's a red carpet, black tie, all night, celestial
bash
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't
made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
I said roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the
wheel
Yeah, roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
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Mary Gauthier performs "Wheel Inside The Wheel", and this lyric page sits inside the Mary Gauthier catalog on LyroVerse.
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