Hey Papa Legba
Elton John Lyrics


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He would recount the stories he had learned so well
Fourteen years is a long time in one cell
When the pipe is passed the opium does its rounds
Papa Legba sitting pretty in a chicken little town

His textured skin, like leather in the sun
Fingers beating hard upon a native drum
He picks his teeth with a splintered back rib bone
Papa Legba bears his fangs and lays alone

Hey Papa Legba, hoo-boo-be-do
Hey Papa Legba, no one gonna bother you
Hey Papa Legba, hoo-boo-be-do
Shake Papa Legba, no one's gonna bother you tonight, alright

He was free to dance alone where the spirits run
His almond eyes would twinkle on a hundred sons




His champagne toast and white meat on a spit
Papa Legba's drunken with a smile upon his lips

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Hey Papa Legba by Elton John describe the life and experiences of Papa Legba, a Haitian Loa, who was often identified with St. Peter in Catholicism. The first verse of the song talks about how Papa Legba had spent fourteen long years in a cell and had learned many stories during that time, which he was able to recount well. The next line talks about passing a pipe and the effects of opium, which creates a dream-like surreal atmosphere. Papa Legba is described to sit pretty in a little chicken town, which makes sense since he is known to be the Loa that stands at the crossroad, guarding the gate between the visible and the invisible world.


The second verse of the song begins by describing Papa Legba's physical appearance, which is one of a person who has lived a long and textured life, with skin like leather in the sun. His drumming skills are emphasized as he beats his fingers hard upon a native drum. The line about picking his teeth with a splintered back rib-bone is a representation of his inherent strength and tenacity. Papa Legba is depicted as bearing his fangs and laying alone, which speaks about his powerful ability to be alone and still remain a formidable force.


The chorus of the song of Hey Papa Legba by Elton John is a joyful invitation to Papa Legba to dance with freedom in the land of the spirits. The chorus is repeated several times with increasing energy and enthusiasm. The song can be interpreted as a homage to Papa Legba or as an attempt to convey the feelings of liberation and joy he embodies.


Line by Line Meaning

He would recount the stories he had learned so well
He was adept at telling tales he had heard before


Fourteen years is a long time in one cell
Being incarcerated for 14 years is a lengthy time to serve in prison


When the pipe is passed the opium does its rounds
When the smoking device starts circling, the opium travels from person to person


Papa Legba sitting pretty in a chicken little town
Papa Legba is comfortably settled in a small town


His textured skin, like leather in the sun
His skin is rough, akin to sun-dried leather


Fingers beating hard upon a native drum
He plays a native drum with much intensity


He picks his teeth with a splintered back rib bone
He uses a splintered back rib bone to clean his teeth


Papa Legba bears his fangs and lays alone
Papa Legba is fiercely independent and isolates himself


Hey Papa Legba, hoo-boo-be-do
The person is calling out to Papa Legba


Hey Papa Legba, no one gonna bother you
Papa Legba will be left alone and not disturbed


Hey Papa Legba, hoo-boo-be-do
Repeating the callout to Papa Legba


Shake Papa Legba, no one's gonna bother you tonight, alright
The artist reassures Papa Legba that he will not be disturbed that evening


He was free to dance alone where the spirits run
He was at liberty to dance alone at a location where spirits roam


His almond eyes would twinkle on a hundred sons
His eyes would glisten in the light of numerous suns


His champagne toast and white meat on a spit
He enjoyed a celebratory drink and roasted meat on a spit


Papa Legba's drunken with a smile upon his lips
Papa Legba is visibly inebriated but still smiling




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Peter Harthen


on Sacrifice

not like todays crap

Peter Harthen


on Sacrifice

Even at 56 years old, this music still sounds so good to me, how music should sound.....