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50th Anniversary Collection
Preservation Hall Jazz Band Lyrics


Bourbon Street Parade I guess the point of goin' to college Was to acquire…
Burgundy Street Blues Won't you come along with me To the Mississippi We'll take a…
Down By the Riverside Oh, hallelujah to the lamb Down by the river The Lord is…
His Eye Is on the Sparrow Why should my heart be broken? For my savior is coming…
I'll Fly Away Some glad morning when this life is o'er I'll fly away To…
Louisiana Fairytale Think of us together on a night like this, The…
Precious Lord Precious Lord, take my hand Lead me on, let me stand I…
Shake That Thing Here I am, the Jelly Roll King Got a hump in…
Short Dressed Gal Music I knew a little girl Her name was (Bee) She'd flirt wi…
St. James Infirmary Oh, one, two, one, two, three, four Oh, I've got a…
St. James Infirmary (King Britt Remix) Oh, one, two, one, two, three, four Oh, I've got a…
We Shall Overcome We shall overcome, We shall overcome, We shall overcome, som…


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on Rattlin' Bones

The lyrics of Preservation Hall Jazz Band's "Rattlin' Bones" is a spooky tale about the supernatural phenomena that takes place in St. Josephine, a part of New Orleans. The opening lines of the song act as a warning to those who might wish to visit the place as it is plagued with rattling bones that make a frightening sound. The singer suggests that the sound is not coming from any ordinary source, but from the bones of the dead who have risen from the grave and started walking around.

As the song progresses, the singer presents himself as a witness to the terrifying events that take place in the graveyard. He admits that initially, he did not believe in the stories about the rattling bones. However, after spending a night in the cemetery out of a dare, he saw the horrifying sight of the dead rising from their graves. The chorus is an ominous warning to those who might venture near the St. Josephine graveyard, with the rattling bones creeping up behind the headstones, effectively sealing the fate of any curious visitors.

Edit: Others argue that a deeper meaning hides between the lines. It has been said that homosexuality was a heavy taboo around the turn of the century. Evidence shows that the occasional (sexual) encounter was not uncommon in graveyards, at night. Many young men sought hidden corners of the city so they could get their "bones rattled." Hotels were reserved for "Socially Acceptable" Folks. So if you didn't want to see anyone's bones getting rattled, it's best to visit a graveyard during appropriate visiting hours.

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