Story Behind The Song
Turns out Saint Peter likes Bourbon & New Orleans. Hanging out with him on Bourbon Street is twice as interesting as being alone, especially when you are waiting for a Blonde named Slim to show up.
Song Description
We were sharing a fifth when he said to me
America is the place that I want to be
I took another swig and thought a bit
The grass ain't greener like they say it is
It must get boring just floating around
Sometimes you need feet on the New Orleans ground... Where
We can Rock we can Roll we can do what we please
And no one but God can put us on our knees
And he will cause we will and that's that
And he will cause we will and that's that
| Song Length |
3:44 |
Genre |
Country - Rock, Country - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Restless, In High Spirits |
Subject |
Judgement, Spirituality |
| Similar Artists |
Bob Seeger, Bruce Springsteen |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
I was standing in the rain along with Saint Peter
At the corner of Bourbon by a parking meter
We were sharing a fifth when he said to me
America is the place that I want to be
I took another swig and thought a bit
The grass ain't greener like they say it is
It must get boring just floating around
Sometimes you need feet on the New Orleans ground... Where
We can Rock we can Roll we can do what we please
And no one but God can put us on our knees
And he will cause we will and that's that
And he will cause we will and that's that
So we danced all night listened to the rain
Watched the moon shine off the Pontchartrain
The sinners on main seemed a little sick
Had the look of lost souls on the Titanic
But
We can Rock we can Roll we can do what we please
And no one but God can put us on our knees
And he will cause we will and that's that
And he will cause we will and that's that
Pete opened his wings and he flew away
Singing some song about the Judgement Day
He went right back to his solid foundation
Standing on the rock of his salvation
I tilted my hat leaned against the wall
like Humphrey Bogart waiting for Bacall
Rain dripping off of my fedora brim
She turned the corner looking sweet and slim
Singing the song that we were singing all along
We can Rock we can Roll we can do what we please
And no one but God can put us on our knees
And he will cause we will and that's that
And he will cause we will and that's that