St. Roch Blues

Intro: Verso 1: There must be somewhere in this whole world There must be somewhere in this whole world 'Cause I keep on trying, I keep on trying I keep on trying, I keep on trying! Oooh, oooh, oooh Verso 2: Bullets are flying from the young man's hands People are dying, no one understands And I keep on crying, I keep on crying I keep on crying, I keep on crying Oooh, oooh, oooh Oooooooooh, Oooh, oooh, oooh Oooooooooh, oooh, ooh Oooh, oooh, oooh Verso 3: Baby, please don't go Down to New Orleans 'Cause you don't know The things that I've seen Them bullets are flying, bullets are flying Bullets are flying, Bullets are fly-y-y-y-y-ing Oooh, oooh, oooh Verso 4: Got the St. Roch Blues Down in my soul I've seen so many Of my good friends go And it won't be long, it won't be long It won't be long, it won't be long 'Till I go Oooooooooh, Oooh, oooh, oooh Oooooooooh, oooh, ooh Oooh, oooh, oooh Ooooooooh