B. Wray, B. Payne, P. Barrere





Might be a story you read in a book

'Bout a irl who drank from the devil's cup

Might be someone you know so well

Just might be me, you never can tell



Le dame Laveau burning at the stake

You're the hero, but just a little bit too late

Might be you, might be me

Might be some gris gris that you just can't see



Spirits in the bedroom

Candles in the hall

Shadows on the ceiling

Don't answer the call



I'm gonna take you back

I'm gonna take you way back

And give you

All that you can stand

I'm gonna give you

All that you can stand



Fires off the coast of Martinique

Stories you've heard, you dare not speak

Down on a rampart, you don't go alone

Might be an angel of mercy

Might be a black cat bone



Echoes in the stairwell

Curtains start to blow

Sugar, Honey, a touch of steel

There's something you should know



I'm gonna take you back

I'm gonna take you way back

And give you

All that you can stand

I'm gonna give you

All that you can stand



Dance Colinda on St. John's eve

Bells on her ankles

Makes you believe

Good time dresses on Lake Pontchatrain

A vision in the rain



Spirits in the bedroom

Candles in the hall

Shadows on the ceiling

Don't answer the call



I'm gonna take you back

I'm gonna take you way back

And give you

All that you can stand

I'm gonna give you

All that you can stand