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Rouxminations

Rouxminations

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Rouxminations is a music CD celebrating the history, culture, and spirit of New Orleans. It features David "The Nac" Naccari on lead vocals and ukulele accompanied by 22 talented New Orleans musicians. Nac's music is fun, danceable, and historical. Nac is a native New Orleanian and a National Board Certified Teacher at KIPP McDonogh 15 School for the Creative Arts in New Orleans' historic French Quarter. His subject: "The History and Culture of French Louisiana." What the critics say: 'Angus Lind, New Orleans Times-Picayune: " . . . a clever, innovative CD celebrating the history, spirit, culture and joys of living in New Orleans. It's the handiwork of the talented David 'The Nac' Naccari, a New Orleans musician and character, not necessarily in that order. Naccari's lyric- and music-writing talents come to the fore in 'Rouxminations.' The lyrics are deep and layered in harmony. You listen and you feel like dancing, and singing along with 'Hot Cookin' Baby,' 'Mardi Gras Doo-Dah' and 'Start With a Roux,' which honors Leah Chase and tells you how to make a slow roux and a fast roux. 'Even his storm-related songs, such as the already popular 'Katrinalaya' (a spin-off of the Hank Williams classic 'Jambalaya') and 'Restore the Coast,' make you chuckle, but also get you reflecting. 'Or rouxminating, the Louisiana version of musing, pondering, reflecting or chewing over. 'But if anything, the upbeat songs and the overall feeling you get after listening make this a totally feel-good album." Rouxminations David "The Nac" Naccari "Rouxminate" on the history, culture, and spirit of New Orleans with sixteen amazing songs guaranteed to make you dance, sing, and celebrate. Twenty-two talented Louisiana musicians perform on this groundbreaking CD under the direction of singer/songwriter/historian David "The Nac" Naccari - Gina Forsyth, Van Glynn, David Leonard, Cindy Scott, Bobby McIntyre, Shawn Anthony, Leigh Checkman, Jimmy Thibodeaux, Lloyd LaGrange, Allan Ponsaa, Dominick Caronna, Jr., Joan Pizzolato, Alicia Levy, Wally Kay, the Warren Family Singers, and Thomas H. Stoy, III. Renew, reflect, and rouxminate! Who's Who on Rouxminations David "The Nac" Naccari (lead vocals, ukulele, producer) - attorney turned singer/songwriter/historian/educator. Teaches "The History and Culture of French Louisiana" at KIPP McDonogh 15 School for Creative Arts in the French Quarter. Appeared on CNN to perform "Katrinalaya" which he and other Katrina evacuees wrote in Lufkin, TX. Keith Spera, of the New Orleans Times-Picayune, called Katrinalaya one of the top ten Katrina inspired songs. Gina Forsyth (violin) - a regular with Bruce Daigrepont's Sunday Fais Do-Do at Tipitina's Uptown. David Leonard (trumpet, harmonica, vocals and whistling) - of "David & Roselyn" - jazz musician of international fame. Dominick Caronna, Jr. (fife, flute) - Assistant Band Director at Brother Martin High School. Leigh Checkman (vocals) - cantor at Touro Synagogue Bobby McIntyre (drums) - co-founder of "The Last Straws" who have been playing together for nearly 50 years. Cindy Scott (vocals) - jazz vocalist. Teaches jazz singing at the University of New Orleans. Van Glynn (fiddle, mandolin, bass) - Mandeville account executive - regular performer at the Abita Springs Opry. The Warren Family Singers (vocals and percussion) - the five children of Mary Katherine and David Warren. David is a member of the New Orleans Police Department. Their children: David, Jr., Caroline, Rebecca, Sarah, and Laura. Nac is a regular customer of Whole Foods Market Arabella Station where Officer Warren provides security. Lloyd LaGrange (percussion, vocals) - drummer who regularly plays on Bourbon Street. Wally Kay (bass) - a great Algiers bass player who left New Orleans for Nashville after Katrina. Alicia Levy (slide steel guitar) - blues guitarist from Philadelphia with European performance credentials. Nac met her while she was performing on Canal Street. Kimberly Parker (artist) - mixed media artist from the Mississippi Gulf Coast. Member of Dutch Alley Artists Co-op. Created front cover for "Rouxminations." Allan Ponsaa (mandolin) - fireman with the New Orleans Fire Department. Nac met Allan's wife on the streets of Algiers shortly after Katrina. She introduced Nac to her husband and Shawn Anthony who were instrumental in the production of "Katrinalaya" during the early days of hurricane recovery. Shawn Anthony (keyboard, guitar, engineer) - owner of Shadowlake 38 Studio in Gretna, LA. Thomas H. Stoy, III (percussion) - hurricane recovery contractor from Fort Worth, TX. who Nac met at "Felipe's" Mexican restaurant, uptown. Jimmy Thibodeaux (accordion) - frequent performer on Bourbon Street Joan Pizzolato (banjo) - member of "New Orleans Banjos +2" Sten Thorrnburg (CD layout) - works for Orleans Parish School Board. CREDITS: Rouxminations - David "The Nac" Naccari I hope that you enjoy listening to this CD as much as I enjoyed making it. If you love New Orleans, appreciate, and understand her, I think that you will be delighted with my music. I have truly "stood on the shoulders of giants" to bring it to you. - NAC 1. Katrinalaya (Hank Williams - Lyrics by David Naccari, Sandra Thornburg, and Steven T. Jones, ã 2005 Sony/ATV Music) Performed by Nac on CNN. Rated as a top Katrina song by Keith Spera. Mandolin by Alan Ponsaa. Bass by Wally Kay. 2. Restore the Coast (David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) "We won't survive with just levees five - to survive we need to restore the coast!" Mandolin by Van Glynn. Fiddle by Gina Forsyth. Accordion by Jimmy Thibodeaux. 3. Crescent City Christmas (David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) Guest vocals by Cindy Scott. Fiddle by Van Glynn. Flute by Dominick Caronna, Jr. Children's voices by the Warren Family Singers. Acoustic guitar by Alicia Levy. 4. Y'all Come on Down (David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) "I ain't that French - we all got our faults." My Breaux Bridge neighbors love it. A future Cajun classic. Accordion by Jimmy Thibodeaux. Fiddle by Van Glynn. Guest vocals by Leigh Checkman. 5. My Precious Love (David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) Inspired by a kindergarten teacher from New Orleans. Guitar and fiddle by Van Glynn. Guest vocals by Cindy Scott. 6. Hot Cookin' Baby (David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) Harmonica by David Leonard. Fiddle by Gina Forsyth. Steel guitar by Alicia Levy. Drums by Bobby McIntyre. 7. Start with a Roux (David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) Fiddle by Gina Forsyth. Guest vocals by Leigh Checkman. Accordion by Jimmy Thibodeaux. 8. You Are My Sunshine (Jimmie Davis, ã Peer International) The "Louisiana version." Guest vocals by Cindy Scott. Mandolin and fiddle by Van Glynn. Jimmie would be proud. 9. Mardi Gras Doo-Dah (Stephen C. Foster - Lyrics by David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) Trumpet, guest vocals, and whistling by David Leonard. Drums by Bobby McIntyre. Banjo by Joan Pizzolato. "Ya risk incarceration doin' bead negotiation!" 10. Legend of the Saints (David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) Trumpet by David Leonard. Percussion and guest vocals by Lloyd LaGrange. Drums and guest vocals by Bobby McIntyre. Mandolin by Alan Ponsaa. Featured in the Times-Picayune. 11. The Battle of New Orleans (Jimmie Driftwood, ã Sony/ATV Acuff Rose Music) Fiddle by Gina Forsyth. Banjo by Joan Pizzolato. Drums by Bobby McIntyre. 12. Mountain Love (David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) Lap steel guitar by Alicia Levy. Guest vocals by Cindy Scott. Mandolin and fiddle by Van Glynn. 13. End of the Year Song (Traditional - Lyrics by David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) Red River Valley done Louisiana style. Mandolin and fiddle by Van Glynn. 14. If Ya Momma's Got an Onion (Traditional - Lyrics by David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) Guest vocals by the Warren Family Singers and Leigh Checkman. Fiddle by Gina Forsyth. Flute by Dominick Caronna, Jr. 15. All the People Collected Scrap Iron (Traditional and by David Naccari - Lyrics by David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) The Civil War in New Orleans. Fife by Dominick Caronna, Jr. Banjo by Joan Pizzolato. Fiddle and mandolin by Van Glynn. Drums by Bobby McIntyre. Guest vocals by Leigh Checkman. Mouth harp by Shawn Anthony. 16. The Heart & Soul of Chocolate City (David Naccari, ã 2007 David Naccari) Drums by Bobby McIntyre. Mandolin by Allan Ponsaa. Bass by Wally Kay. Ukulele, harmonica, and lead vocals by David Naccari. Engineering, mixing, keyboard, and guitar by Shawn Anthony. Produced by David Naccari. Upright bass, mixing, and engineering by Van Glynn. Additional percussion by Thomas H. Stoy, III. Artwork by Kimberly Parker. CD layout by Sten Thornburg. Complete Lyrics to 16 Songs Contained on Rouxminations By David "The Nac" Naccari A groundbreaking music CD celebrating the history, spirit, and culture of New Orleans 1. Katrinalaya (Theme Song for the Rebuilding of New Orleans) Lyrics by David "The Nac" Naccari, Sandra Hollan Thornburg, and Steven T. Jones Music by Hank Williams ã Sony/ATV Music Publishing 2005 Good by Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh 'Cause the whole subdivision's now a bayou Levee broke - no time to joke - me oh my oh We gotta go contra-flow to where it's high-oh Oh, hurricane, you're a pain, me oh my oh 'Cause the bowl that I called home is filling up-oh Didn't pack - what's on my back is all I got-oh Filed FEMA claims to ease our pain when we got out-oh Oh, CNN, you're my new friend for all the news-oh We get fed six times a day by the Texarkanos More Lousians in Texarkan than armadillos Evacuees not refugees that's our new name-oh Oh contra-flow - we gotta go, to Lone Star land-oh Get those Aggie and Longhorn fans to lend a hand-oh Glad that I'm here and not down there, me oh my oh Son of a gun, ain't havin fun on the bayou Thank our new friends and go back home when it's okay-oh And we'll rebuild the city that we love-oh Make houses high so we won't cry the next time-oh Son of a gun, don't need more floods on the bayou Creole cuisine and Cajun queens is what we love-oh The best in jazz is what we have to make you smile-oh Come party-gras at Mardi Gras and second line-oh Thanks for helping save our city on the bayou! 2. Restore the Coast Lyrics and Music by David "The Nac" Naccari Copyright 2006, David "The Nac" Naccari The baby Dauphine told the Duke of Orleans Name the three things you cherish the most He said: "Women are fine, and diamonds divine But they can't compare with the coast." Restore the coast! Restore the coast! It's the thing that we need down here the most! We won't stay alive With just levees five To survive we need to restore the coast! Old Hickory said we can shoot 'em all dead When the whites of their eyes shown the most When offered his face on the ten dollar space He said: "Keep it - just give me the coast!" Restore the coast! Restore the coast! It's the thing that we need down here the most! We won't stay alive With just levees five To survive we need to restore the coast! Ben Butler jailed Rebs and those insulting debs And he whacked all the yellow jack back When caught stealing spoons, beastly face in lampoon, he said: "I want the coast - give it back!" Restore the coast! Restore the coast! It's the thing that we need down here the most! We won't stay alive With just levees five To survive we need to restore the coast! Big hurricane churned and turned in the gulf Headed straight for the new New Orleans But the marsh grass held - storm surge repelled So the people joyously screamed: We restored the coast We restored the coast It was the thing that we needed here the most! Yes, we survived! In fact we thrived! 'Cause we took time to care for the coast! Showed the world that we dared for the coast! We really moved our derrieres for the coast!" 3. Crescent City Christmas Lyrics and Music by David "The Nac" Naccari Copyright 2006, David "The Nac" Naccari Welcome to our Crescent City Christmas A fleur de lis atop our tinseled tree A bright Creole star guiding friends from afar Stormy souls whose hearts have lost their way Come to our Crescent City Christmas Mr. Bingle - our angel on the wing But the song that he sings and the gifts that he brings Aren't the kind that you get on Christmas Day He's riding down the silent streetcar lines Searchin' shadows of a lonely Vieux Carre Not for festive revillions, nor for bonfires bright But for simple folk who care to stay Who care enough to give their very best To help renew this land of dreamy dreams With truth, unselfish love, and the faith of Christmas old To help rebuild the new New Orleans You see if you come to Crescent City Christmas You won't find reindeer hoof prints in the snow But beneath cathedral spires you'll find real-life angel choirs Singin' Merry Creole Christmas to you! And they sing: step right to the line to give your very best To help renew this land of dreamy dreams With truth, unselfish love, and the faith of Christmas old You can help us build the new New Orleans And then you'll know that Crescent City Christmas Isn't something that you do just once a year It's the life that you live and the love that you give Living free, without any fear So step right to the line to give your very best To help renew this land of dreamy dreams With truth, unselfish love, and the faith of Christmas old We can all build the new New Orleans And then we'll know that Crescent City Christmas Isn't something that we do just once a year It's the lives that we live and the love that we give Living free, with out any fear Come to our Crescent City Christmas Renew at our Crescent City Christmas Help us sing at our Crescent City Christmas: We wish you a merry Christmas We wish you a merry Christmas We wish you a merry Christmas And a Happy New Year! 4. Y'all Come on Down Copyright 2007 David "The Nac" Naccari Lyrics and Music by David "The Nac" Naccari Y'all come on down South to L'Acádie East of west Lake Charles West of Zachary Like the man who sang "son of a gun!" We're gonna have some fun Pass time at Slim's Ride the Zydeco train Walk and talk Cúh-shawn To your Taunt Lorraine We'll be sendin' all our love to every one We're gonna have some fun I got snap bean dreams A tomato heart I ain't the same When we're apart Ya gotta come on down you son of a gun We're gonna have some fun Do the Savoy slide Church Point Waltz I ain't that French We all got our faults But I can two-step 'til the rooster greets the sun We're gonna have some fun Y'all come on down Eat the ettoufée Rock this Cajun town Chase the blues way The sweet music makes our hearts all beat as one We're gonna have some fun Play that frottoir for me baby, won't ya hone'? We're gonna have some fun 5. My Precious Love Lyrics and Music by David Naccari Copyright 2005, David Naccari My precious love I think of you and long for you in every day My perfect love I long to hold you dearly in that special way My precious love You are my love where space and time can have no sway My perfect love In my mind and soul and heart and flesh you'll always stay My precious love I've dreamed of you and loved you since there was no time My perfect love I'll hold you tight and love you till the end of time For in my heart There is no past or present, just an endless rhyme Of seeing you And gazing in your eyes atop our cloud divine My precious love Your vision haunts my heart and soul with ecstasy My perfect love Of knowing that your loveliness is far from me So in my heart I embrace your true devotion with my hoops of steel Though we're apart Your vision guides me rightly through the things I feel My precious love My perfect love My precious love My perfect love 6. Hot Cookin' Baby David Naccari, Copyright David Naccari 2007 I love ya once I love ya twice I love ya more than red beans and rice You're my Hot Cookin' Baby I don't mean maybe Come on, Hot Cookin' Baby, come and cook something up for me I asked you to dinner at the corner store But you don't date poor boys no more Come on Hot Cookin' Baby I love your roast beef gravy Put chee-wees on top - add an ice cold Barq's for me. The way to my heart's through this Creole bouche Feed me boudin, baby, and that old couche couche Come on Hot Cookin' Baby I don't mean maybe Come and cook some old-fashioned food for me You're sweet like Aunt Sally's pralines But I got the sweetest tooth in Orleans Come on Hot Cookin' Baby Now don't be lazy Stir up the pot, sugar, make somethin' sweet for me I love King Cake at Mardi Gras Jazz Fest - your beignets I adore Come on Hot Cookin' Baby Keep the promises you made me I got five food tickets - won'tcha spend some time with me? I love French bread at Dorignac's But your roux's browner than a Schwegmann's sack Central Grocery's got olives - pastrami, too But I got a muffalotta lovin' for you Come on Hot Cookin' Baby Louisiana lady Antipasto girl - make a big wop salad for me We had our first date at old Antoine's Then I caught you kissin' K-Paul in the second line Ya broke my heart for the very last time I'm dating all the checkout girls at Langenstein's My new Hot Cookin' Babies My Creole ladies To night they're cookin' something up for me Adieu, adios, don't even try to call me I love my checkout girls - love their cul-la-la-li-nary! 7. Start with a Roux Music and Lyrics by David "The Nac" Naccari Copyright 2007, David "The Nac" Naccari Start with a roux That's what you do When cookin' gumbo and shrimp etouffée, too You can't miss With crawfish bisque If you start it by making a roux That's the first thing you need to do! First, let's learn how to make a roux the slow, traditional way: Light the stove Put oil in the pot Add flour to the oil Don't make it too hot! Whisk, and whisk, and whisk it constantly Get the flour nice and brown - but do it patiently Get it just right - you will be Makin' Creole culinary history Start with a roux That's what you do When cookin' gumbo and shrimp etouffée, too You can't miss With crawfish bisque If you start it by making a roux That's the first thing you need to do! Now, the modern way to make a roux fast: Put oil in the pot Get the fire real hot Not just token -almost smokin' I mean really hot 'Bout to set the 'larm off? Throw flour in Whisk fast - turn it off Let the color set in Start with a roux That's what you do When cookin' gumbo and shrimp etouffée, too You can't miss With crawfish bisque If you start it by making a roux That's the first thing you need to do! You can make it real fast You can make it real slow You can turn the fire up You can keep it real low You can make it Cúh-shawn You can make it Creole If your name is Leah Chase Lady, add New Orleans soul! Crawfish Etouffée, Oysters Poulette, Shrimp Marengo, Andouille Gumbo, Turtle Soup, Creamed Corn Soup, Trout Marguery, Chicken Fricassée, Oysters Bienville, Shrimp Cotillion, Crawfish Cardinale, Chicken Louisiane, Spinach Pie, and Crawfish Pie, Shrimp Creole, and Filé Gumbo, Artichoke Soup, and Potato Soup You can make it real dark You can make it real light Get a mouthful of history In every bite Get mom on the phone for her recipe She'll be tellin' ya you need to add the trinity Chop onions and pepper and celery - The pope will put your cookin' where it needs to be Start with a roux That's what you do When cookin' gumbo and shrimp etouffée, too You can't miss With crawfish bisque If you start it by making a roux That's the first thing you need to do! Call your Aunt Louise and sister Sally, too Make your paw-paw proud and your momma, too Bon appetit et bon temp rouler, too! 8. You Are My Sunshine Jimmie Davis, Copyright Peer International (An official state song of Louisiana) You are my sunshine My only sunshine. You make me happy When skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, How much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. The other night, dear, As I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you in my arms. When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken And I hung my head and I cried. You are my sunshine My only sunshine. You make me happy When skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, How much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. Louisiana My Louisiana The place where I Was born. White fields of cotton -- green fields clover, The best fishing and long tall corn. You are my sunshine My only sunshine. You make me happy When skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, How much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. Crawfish gumbo And jambalaya The biggest shrimp And sugar cane, The finest oysters And sweet strawberries From Toledo Bend to New Orleans. You are my sunshine My only sunshine. You make me happy When skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, How much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. 9. Mardi Gras Doo-Dah Music by Stephen C. Foster - Lyrics by David Naccari - Copyright 2005 David "The Nac" Naccari The Mardi Gras ladies all sing this song: Doo-dah - I gotta doo-dah Endymion parade route is 12 miles long All the doo-dah day. I gotta go all night - I gotta go all day I'll give ya ten dollars for your bathroom spot Somebody get out my way The Mardi Gras kids all sing this song: Doo-dah - throw me some doo-dah The Mardi Gras ladders are ten miles tall All the doo-dah way Up and down St. Charles, until the Vieux Carré Ya better bring your ladder to the Mardi Gras parade because Nobody gets out the way I went down to the Zulu parade - to do doo-dah - I wanted doo-dah But Big Chief said, "we don't doo-dah today We do jockamo fee na né." I tried to doo all night - I tried to dah all day But Big Chief said, "we don't doo-dah today We do jockamo fee na né." The fine young chick from LSU is showin' doo-dahs She's got some doo-dahs! She's doin what she needs to get Mardi Gras beads in her doo-dah way You're gonna go to jail - your daddy's gonna pay! Ya risk incarceration doin' bead negotiation All on a Mardi Gras day. We ended up down on Bourbon Street Doin' doo-dah - they sure could doo-dah. Didn't get too far cause the Bourbon Street Awards were already struttin' away Donnie won "Best in Drag" - Sammy won "Best in Show." A hunk named Heather won "Best in Leather" "Best Group" to Curley, Larry, and Moe. Now if you like my Mardi Gras song, sing doo-dah, sing me some doo-dah In our great nation there's no bigger celebration All the doo-dah day Ya gotta come all night - ya gotta come all day New Orleans is the city that care forgot, all on a Mardi Gras day! 10. Legend of the Saints (The Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda Song) Lyrics and Music by David "The Nac" Naccari Copyright David Naccari, 2007 In 1700 and 18, the French founded New Orleans In 1900 and 67, the Saints made the football scene A rich oilman from Texas, trying to build his NFL dream Gilliam ran his yards, Dempsey kicked it far - but the dream would never be seen The steel stadium on Willow Street in the old days was their home Hosted by the Greenies 'til Dave Dixon built his dome Big Jumbo blew his trumpet while the ostriches raced in Still Bill Kilmer and the black and gold lost more than they could win Woulda, coulda, shoulda That voo doo curse stayed the same It's not whether you win or lose It's how you lay the blame It soon became apparent that the Saints would have no Fears This didn't mean those fleur de lis lads wouldn't shed their share of tears Young Danny caught near everything like his hands were smeared with glue But the Saints kept with their losing ways even led by Archie Who By 1900 and 80, the fans had seen enough The bayou boys lost 14 straight - Dick Nolan got the snuff Old "Buddy D" said: "Listen to me - wear a paper bag on your head! 'Cause the Saints they aint the Saints no more - we're now the Aint's instead!" Woulda, coulda, shoulda That voo doo curse stayed the same It's not whether you win or lose It's how you lay the blame Then a Bum from Houston, Texas brought a Snake to New Orleans Who still had magic in his arm - but the strike cut the season lean Johnny Mecom sold the franchise to the king of automobiles Who boogied on the sidelines while Gumbo howled and squealed The king of cars said I need a Fink to manage my new team No Mora can coaches trade draft picks to marry their running back queens Cool Jim he led the Dome Patrol to the playoffs a whole four times But in '96 he said "we stink" and the next day he resigned Woulda, coulda, shoulda That voo doo curse stayed the same It's not whether you win or lose It's how you lay the blame The Saintsations shook their pom-poms - the Who Dat's gave a cheer Elvis led fans in a wave - Whistle Monster broke some ears Coach Haslett took the Saints to their first playoff victory But Moses prophesied this "Coach of the Year" would have a haunted history Ricky Williams became a Dolphin - Jake Delhomme became a cat Tom Benson kept courting other towns thinkin' that was where it's at The Saints were always contenders when their seasons had begun Then they'd turn into pretenders, before the job was done Woulda, coulda, shoulda That voo doo curse stayed the same It's not whether you win or lose It's how you lay the blame Fans kept reeling with the feeling of dashed hopes like falling rain It's not whether you win or lose It's how you lay the blame Then the darkest day came for the Saints on eight twenty - nine - o - five A big storm ripped into the dome and made the people cry The Saints turned traveling troubadours always playin' away from home In San Antone, New York, Baton Rouge, but there ain't no place like dome! Thank God, another coaching cowboy made his way to New Orleans He broke the bank to get a quarterback and a Bush from the west coast scene He told the fans in the brand new dome this time it's the real cha-ching The world watched Hotlanta's Falcons fry - the Saints made them Dirty Birds sing (And they sang :) Woulda, coulda, shoulda That voo doo now stains our name (We've learned) it's not whether you win or lose It's how you lay the blame Soon the Saints - they plucked the Eagles - and lassoed Dallas, too The Deuce was loose, Marques caught fire - Henderson and Copper flew Moses raised his staff proclaiming: "The promised land has been found! We won't ever wear our bags again - the Saints are Superbowl bound!" Ya see, Brees and Bush and the rest of the boys showed the town what a football's for The Superbowl's goin' black and gold 'cause the Saints aint the Aint's no more! Who Dat's celebrating, singing loud: "Whoop der it is! Axe ya mamma, honey, where y'at?" and give her this big kiss. Woulda, coulda, shoulda That's the song that we had sung It may not be whether you win or lose But winning's a lot more fun! Now we're reeling with the feeling That the party's just begun It may not be whether you win or lose But winning's a lot more fun! Watch us dancing-and-a-prancing In the end zone joyously The hex is broke - we'll be Super Bowl champs 'Cause that's our destiny! We can hold our heads up high We can second line in the sun We're the Saints - New Orleans proud! The Saints are number one! I said the Saints are number one! The Saints are number one! 11. The Battle Of New Orleans Jimmy Driftwood, Copyright Sony/ATV Acuff Rose Music In eighteen-fourteen, we took a little trip Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip We took a little bacon and we took a little beans And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico We looked down the river and we seed the British come And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring We stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Old Hick'ry said we could take 'em by surprise If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eye We held our fire till we seed their faces well Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em... well We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round We filled his head with cannon balls and powdered his behind And when we touched the powder off the gator lost his mind! We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico 12. Mountain Love Lyrics and Music by David "The Nac" Naccari Copyright David "The Nac" Naccari 2006 Oh, Brenda Sue The Smoky Mountains call for you And way back home Those Blue Ridge Mountains, too The water falls and cardinals sing their song for you 'Cause they know that I'm in love with you Way up the road That leads us to the mountaintop There I'll build our Smoky Mountain home Fireplace and flannel and a coffeepot Snoopy dog to woof when we get home And in the morning, I will bring you tea and biscuits In the afternoon, I'll take you shopping, too. In the evening we'll have dinner on our mountaintop And for dessert, I'll make sweet love to you Yes, for dessert, I'll make sweet love to you The city life ain't nothing like our mountaintop The bottom line can make a girl so blue So think of me, the next time at your coffee stop 'Cause I'll be thinking makin' love to you Day dreamin' makin' mountain love to you. And in the morning, I will bring you tea and biscuits In the afternoon, I'll take you shopping, too. In the evening we'll have dinner on our mountaintop And for dessert, I'll make sweet love to you Yes, for dessert, I'll make sweet love to you The city life ain't nothing like our mountaintop The bottom line can make a girl so blue So think of me, the next time at your coffee stop 'Cause I'll be thinking makin' love to you Day dreamin' makin' mountain love to you. 13. End of the Year Song Lyrics by David "The Nac" Naccari Copyright David Naccari 2006 (Sung to the tune of Red River Valley) From this classroom they say you are going I will miss your bright eyes and sweet smiles Cause the school year has finally ended And it's time to enjoy the summer time So it's time to say goodbye to Melissa And to Judy and Johnny, too But my good friends Larry and Larissa I especially will long remember you Don't forget to be nice to each other Don't forget to get lots of exercise Always listen to your mommy and your daddy And raise your hand to be recognized Don't forget that our state of Louisiana Was named after the great king of France Don't for get to always sing "Jambalaya" Don't for get how to do the Chicken Dance I hope you'll remember New Orleans Was named after the Duke of Orleans Most of all I sure hope you'll remember To always hold on to your dreams 14. If Ya Momma's Got An Onion Music Traditional. Lyrics by David "The Nac" Naccari - Copyright 2007, David "The Nac" Naccari If ya momma's got an onion clap your hands If ya momma's got an onion clap your hands Food from Pakistan - now it grows throughout the land If ya momma's got an onion clap your hands If ya momma's got some basil stomp your feet If ya momma's got some basil stomp your feet Finest herb - can't be beat - great with veggies, fish, or meat If ya momma's got some basil stomp your feet If ya momma's got a bay leaf whistle twice If ya momma's got a bay leaf whistle twice For great red beans and rice - and in bouillabaisse it's nice If ya momma's got a bay leaf whistle twice If ya momma's got cayenne rub your abs If ya momma's got cayenne rub your abs To boil shrimp or crabs, you need more than just a dab If ya momma's got cayenne rub your abs If ya momma's got filé wink a lash If ya momma's got filé wink a lash First you grind the sassafras - add it to your gumbo last! If ya momma's got filé wink a lash If ya momma's got green pepper say "mais oui!" If ya momma's got green pepper say "mais oui!" Mix with onion/celery to make up the trinity If ya momma's got green pepper say "mais oui!" If ya momma's got a pantry slap your knee If ya momma's got a pantry slap your knee Tell her: "Just Creole for me - make cookin' history!" If ya momma's got a pantry slap your knee 15. All the People Collected Scrap Iron Music traditional and by David "The Nac" Naccari Lyrics by David "The Nac" Naccari Copyright David Naccari, 2007 All of the people collected scrap iron All of the people collected scrap iron All of the people collected scrap iron To prepare for the Civil War Louisiana attracted volunteers Louisiana recruited volunteers Louisiana - she got her volunteers By offering volunteers a bounty The trading ships turned into privateers Fit with guns and iron for their veneer The trading ships turned into privateers To prepare for the Civil War In the old south New Orleans was queen French Opera House, Creole cuisine Cane and cotton filled her coffers - bluebloods debuted their daughters Wealth built upon the backs of those who came to her across the waters Louisiana reinforced it's forts Louisiana reinforced her forts Louisiana reinforced it's forts To prepare for the Civil War The Union blockade hurt New Orleans trade Winnfield Scott's choking cavalcade The Union blockade hurt New Orleans trade And increased the price of scarce goods Fort St. Philip guarded the mouth And Fort Jackson guarded the mouth Farragut needed to get past the mouth So that he could capture New Orleans Eight and forty union ships steamed through the pass The Confederates raised their chain from shore to shore Exploding shells - they lit the night like day But the wooden ships they broke the chain And the anaconda seized New Orleans General Lovell declared martial law Packed his bags - made a quick withdraw General Lovell declared martial law As the union fleet sailed towards New Orleans The Yankee steamers road the spring floods high They aimed their guns to rake the city streets School children counted 12 bells and they cried "The Yanks are here" and panic filled The streets and homes of old New Orleans The Mississippi was sunk before complete The southwest's hope - driven to the deep That new ironclad was sunk before complete To keep it out of Union hands Mayor Monroe would not surrender The keys to the city he refused to tender Mayor Monroe would not surrender So the feds had to cut down the flag All the cotton on the wharves was set ablaze Molasses flowed through streets like lemonade Stars and Bars left town for old Virginy way No welcome for the Yanks except The slaves and Union sympathizers The women of New Orleans insulted Union troops The women of New Orleans insulted Union troops The women of New Orleans insulted Union troops And so Ben Butler issued his order Benjamin Butler cleaned and quarantined Benjamin Butler cleaned and quarantined He had all the soldiers clean and quarantine And this got rid of the fever Benjamin Butler jailed Johnny Rebs Benjamin Butler helped Native Guards Benjamin Butler reopened the port And stole the spoons of New Orleans The Union forces split the South in two Baton Rouge - Port Hudson, too Up north the Vicksburg people hid in caves A new day was dawning For the folks of Louisiana Red River was the last campaign Red River was the last campaign That Red River was the last campaign A victory for the Confederates 16. The Heart and Soul of Chocolate City Lyrics and Music by David "The Nac" Naccari Copyright 2006 David "The Nac" Naccari I'm the heart and soul of Chocolate City I check my children's homework every night Teach the future generation To value education But mainly how to know what's wrong from right I work everyday to earn my money And the TV you see sitting on my shelf And when the day is done If my dreams have not begun I don't blame no one else except myself My town was full of killing and corruption But there's no way God intended it that way He can't be mad at us Cause with one gigantic gust He washed and blew the fear of crime a way So if you're born and raised in Chocolate City Don't matter much which flavor that you are So long as you learn to live Not taking more than you give The whole world can enjoy that candy bar So come on home to Chocolate City But leave your hate and anger on the shelf A big storm's changed our city But wouldn't it be a pity If we're not big enough to change ourselves The world's in love with Chocolate City From gay Paris to the halls of Katmandu We've got food that can't be beat But our gumbo's not complete 'Til you come home and do your fair share, too.

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Artist: David "The Nac" Naccari
Title: Rouxminations
Genre: Rock
Release Date: 08/01/2008
Label: CD Baby
Media Format: CD
UPC: 837101409049
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