University Of Bourbon Street

I guess the point of goin' to college

Was to acquire myself a little knowledge

And help me figure out

What life was really all about

It made Peets and J.D. happy

And set me wild and free

Then I danced out of Mississippi

To the University of Bourbon Street

I sang, "Hey (hey) pocky a-way"

On the streetcar headed uptown

I went to class (sure did) every day

And never wore a frown

I was taught by the Neville brothers

Benny Spellman, and a whole lotta others

That brass brand blew my mind

When I joined in the second line

I felt the power of the gris-gris

Got my soul saved by the backbeat

I was branded by Jean Lafitte

At the University of Bourbon Street

I sang on a paddlewheel boat

Floated down the Mississippi

Helped build a Mardi Gras float

And smoked a joint with a beautiful hippie

I heard a church choir sing

"Change my guitar strings"

Thought things just couldn't get better

'Til I walked to the Central Grocery

And had myself a muffaletta

I took my lunchbox to the streetcar

That Tennessee named, "Desire"

Then I followed my dancin' feet

To the University of Bourbon Street

Yeah, we got high-class, low-rent Voodoo information

Pat O'Brien's hurricane accreditation

Old-school sex education

And I learned how to eat

From the music and the people

To the cookin' and the joy

It really ain't a mystery

I just followed my dancin' feet

To the University of Bourbon Street

I got my lucky dog Ph.D.

At the University of Bourbon Street

Yeah, I just followed my dancin' feet

To the University of Bourbon Street

And a Po' Boy master's degree

At the University of Bourbon Street

It's all sweet, darling

University of Bourbon Street

Hand me that umbrella

Follow me to school

University of Bourbon Street

University of Bourbon Street