Stewart Rose - DuMonde Lyrics

There's a little boy with bottle caps tacked to his shoes
He's dancin to the sound of some Jackson Square Blues!
He's working for coin from some touristy blonde
These are the pictures from Café Dumonde

There's a man with a trumpet playing "Doxology"
A tuba and guitarman accompany
The people all smile as they play out their song
These are the pictures from Café Dumonde

You'll see horses and carriages waiting for fares
Who give colorful rides and tell French Quarter tales
You'll see Ghostly and Vampire Tours walk before dawn
These are the pictures from Café Dumonde
These are the pictures from Café Dumonde

So come visit the Big Easy and sit for a spell
Its right down Decatur and just past the Square
The Coffee and Bignets will make you grow fond
Of the memories created at Café Dumonde
Of the memories created at Café Dumonde