Farewell to Storyville - Louis Armstrong, Billie Holiday

All, you old-time queens, from New Orleans, who lived in Storyville

You sang the blues, try to amuse, here’s how they pay the bill

The law step-in and call it sin to have a little fun

The police car has made a stop and Storyville is done

Pick out your steamboat, pick yourself a train

— a slo-ow train

Pick out your steamboat, pick yourself a train

— a slo-ow train

They made you close-up they’ll never let you back

— won't let you back

Go buy your ticket or else you walk the track

No use complaining, blue sky’s folow rain

— the cold-old rain

No use complaining, blue sky’s folow rain

— the cold-old rain

Just say farewell now and get your one last thrill

— your one last thrill

Just say farewell now, farewell to Storyville

No use complaining, blue sky’s folow rain

— the cold-old rain

Just say farewell now, farewell to Storyville

Just say farewell now and get your one last thrill

— your one last thrill

Just say farewell now, farewell to Storyville