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Rouxminations

by David "the Nac" Naccari

A ground-breaking CD celebrating the history, culture, and spirit of New Orleans featuring 22 New Orleans musicians under the direction of singer/songwriter/historian David "The Nac" Naccari.
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1. Katrinalaya
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2. Restore the Coast
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3. Crescent City Christmas
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4. Y'all Come On Down
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5. My Precious Love
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6. Hot Cookin' Baby
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7. Start With a Roux
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8. You Are My Sunshine
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9. Mardi Gras Doo-Dah
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10. Legend of the Saints
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11. The Battle of New Orleans
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12. Mountain Love
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13. End of the Year
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14. If Ya Momma's Got an Onion
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15. All the People Collected Scrap Iron
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16. The Heart and Soul of Chocolate City
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ABOUT THIS ALBUM


Album Notes
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 its forts
Louisiana reinforced her forts
Louisiana reinforced its 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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ROUXMINATIONS
David Naccari's ROUXMINATIONS is a spicy romp through the history, culture and spirit that is New Orleans. He has written words for sixteen songs that comment on such diverse things as local events, cooking, Mardi Gras, hurricanes, coastal restoration, the Saints and other subjects that most Louisiana folks will immediately recognize. And he does it all in a voice sounding like a cross between Hank Williams and Bob Dylan. His lyrics are clever and purposeful without being mean or judgmental. ROUXMINATIONS is a fun filled CD that skillfully blends its many ingredients together in one pot. Take a taste from the pot and you will smile, tap your feet and perhaps even come to a better appreciation of what it means to love New Orleans.