Saturday Night Fish Fry

by E. Walsh / Louis Jordan recording of 1999 from Let the Good Times Roll: The Music of Louis Jordan (MCA 12042) Now if you've ever been down to New Orleans Then you can understand just what I mean All thru the week it's quiet as a mouse But on Saturday night they go from house to house You don't have to pay the usual admission If you're a cook, a waiter or a good musician So if you happen to be just passin' by Stop in at the Saturday Night Fish Fry It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn Now my buddy and me was on the main stem Foolin' around just me and him We decided we could use a little something to eat So we went to a house on Rampart Street We knocked on the door and it opened up with ease And a lush little Miss said, "Come in, please" And before we could even bat an eye We were right in the middle of a big fish fry It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn Now the folks was havin' the time of their life And Sam was jivin' Jimmie's wife Over in the corner was a beat up grand Being played by a big fat piano man Some of the chicks wore expensive frocks Some of them had on bobbie socks But everybody was nice and high At this particular Saturday Night Fish Fry It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn Now the women were screamin' and jumpin' and yellin' The bottles was flyin', and the fish was smellin' And way above all the noise we made Somebody hollered, "You better get outta here, this is a raid!" I didn't know we was breaking the law but Somebody reached over and hit me on the jaw Now they had us blocked off from front to back And they was puttin' 'em in the wagon like potatoes in a sack It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn I knew I could get away if I had a chance But I was shakin' like I had the St. Vitus dance So I tried to crawl in under a bath tab When a policeman said, "Where are you goin' there, bub?" Now they got us out of there like a house on fire And put us all in the black Maria Now they might have missed a pitiful few But they got both me and my buddy too It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn Well we headed for jail in a dazed condition They booked each one of us on suspicion Now my chick came down and paid my bail And finally got me outta that rotten jail Now if you ever want to get a fist in your eye Just mention a Saturday Night Fish Fry I don't care how many fish in the sea But don't ever mention a fish to me It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn It was rockin', it was rockin' You never seen such scufflin' And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn

 

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