Story Behind The Song
Oddly enough, the lyrics were written before the Katrina disaster, the music afterwards. That storm put a spotlight on this other side of America that reels in poverty year after year. This is just a character study of people who exist around the country who aren't difficult to find if one dares to look.
| Song Length |
3:00 |
Genre |
Blues - Rock, Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll |
| Tempo |
Fast (151 - 170) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Restless |
Subject |
Poverty, Home |
| Similar Artists |
Blues Traveler, Susan Tedeshi |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
315 East Dixieland Avenue
Early in the morning baby, while you are still in bed
I?ll be making a living mama, gettin? our daily bread
Off to the sweathouse, honey I do go
I need to get some pretty face baby when I get home
There are tears in the carpet, we got to get some new o? that
You need proper loving baby from this here alley cat
Can you hear the thunder - the collision of sin
There?s a hole in the roof mama, watch the water leak in
315 E. Dixieland Avenue
Turning on the T.V. honey, what you see ain?t what you got
Your dreaming of the star life has been laid out to rot
Pass me the bottle baby, we got to cure our aching hearts
Jack Daniels in the morning mama to get an early start
315 E. Dixieland Avenue
Old man Jansens got the blues, he?s fearin? for his life
He?s seen the dark side of the moon and been blinded by the light
He can hear the soldiers marching baby, he sings their battlecry
They salute him in his dreams as he lays on down to die
315 E. Dixieland Avenue