Gris Gris Satchel

Recorded by The Band of Heathens
Top Hat Crown and the Clapmaster's Son (2011) / The Double Down - Live in Denver (2012)
Music and Lyrics by Owen Temple, Gordy Quist, Ed Jurdi, Colin Brooks

 
 
 

  

Saint John's Eve gone to see Marie on Ponchartrain
Twelve thousand black and white standing in the rain
Gold stars on my forehead, don't need no tarot deck
Gris gris satchel in my hand,
Cross around my neck

Playing spoons on a box down on Saint Ann street
Hoodoo peppers freed a man charmed the judge's seat
Silver dollar burned a hole, cashed my last paycheck
Gris gris satchel in my hand,
Cross around my neck
Gris gris satchel in my hand,
Cross around my neck

Bonfire on Midsummer's Eve, ashes on my face
You might fall in love tonight or you might fall from grace
Creole on the bayou paying their respects
Gris gris satchel in my hand,
Cross around my neck
Gris gris satchel in my hand,
Cross around my neck

Money on her resting place, Xs on the wall
Rainbow snake has shed his skin, mark the sparrow's fall
Free from all my burdens, paid up all my debts
Gris gris satchel in my hand,
Cross around my neck
Gris gris satchel in my hand,
Cross around my neck
Gris gris satchel in my hand,
Cross around my neck