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The parade of souls
Is marching across the sky
Their heat and their light bathed in blue
As they march by

The All Stars play
'When the Saints Go Marching In'
A second line forms
And they wave white hankies in the wind

Satchmo takes a solo
And he flashes his million dollar smile
Marie Laveau promenades
With Oscar Wilde

Big Funky Stella twirls her little red umbrella
To the beat
As the soul parade winds its way
Down Eternity Street

Souls ain't born
Souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water
Ain't made of sky

So ride the flaming circle
Wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother
In the wheel inside the wheel

Mardi Gras Indians chant
In the streets at sundown
Spy boy meets Spy boy
And Big Chief meets Big Chief uptown

They circle and sway
In their rainbow colored feathers and beads
They prance like peacocks
Children of slavery freed

Souls ain't born
Souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water
Ain't made of sky

Ride the flaming circle
Wind the golden reel
Roll on, brother
In the wheel inside the wheel

The Krewe of the Crossbones
Parades into the midnight sun
They march through the fire
And come out beating homemade drums

While the French Quarter Queens
In their high-heeled drag disguise
Sing 'Over the Rainbow'
'Til Judy Garland quivers and sighs

Souls ain't born
Souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water
Ain't made of sky

So ride the flaming circle
Wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother
In the wheel inside the wheel

Flam beau dancers
Light the walkway to Jean Pierre's
There's a party there tonight
And all the girls are gonna be there

Sipping wormwood concoctions
Drinking absinthe and talking trash
It's a red carpet, black tie
All night, celestial bash

Souls ain't born
Souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water
Ain't made of sky

So ride the flaming circle
Wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother
In the wheel inside the wheel

I said roll on, brother
In the wheel inside the wheel
Yeah, roll on, brother
In the wheel inside the wheel
The parade of souls   Is marching across the sky   Their heat and their light bathed in blue   As they march by      The All Stars play   'When the Saints Go Marching In'   A second line forms   And they wave white hankies in the wind      Satchmo takes a solo   And he flashes his million dollar smile   Marie Laveau promenades   With Oscar Wilde      Big Funky Stella twirls her little red umbrella   To the beat   As the soul parade winds its way   Down Eternity Street      Souls ain't born   Souls don't die   Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water   Ain't made of sky      So ride the flaming circle   Wind the golden reel   And roll on, brother   In the wheel inside the wheel      Mardi Gras Indians chant   In the streets at sundown   Spy boy meets Spy boy   And Big Chief meets Big Chief uptown      They circle and sway   In their rainbow colored feathers and beads   They prance like peacocks   Children of slavery freed      Souls ain't born   Souls don't die   Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water   Ain't made of sky      Ride the flaming circle   Wind the golden reel   Roll on, brother   In the wheel inside the wheel      The Krewe of the Crossbones   Parades into the midnight sun   They march through the fire   And come out beating homemade drums      While the French Quarter Queens   In their high-heeled drag disguise   Sing 'Over the Rainbow'   'Til Judy Garland quivers and sighs      Souls ain't born   Souls don't die   Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water   Ain't made of sky      So ride the flaming circle   Wind the golden reel   And roll on, brother   In the wheel inside the wheel      Flam beau dancers   Light the walkway to Jean Pierre's   There's a party there tonight   And all the girls are gonna be there      Sipping wormwood concoctions   Drinking absinthe and talking trash   It's a red carpet, black tie   All night, celestial bash      Souls ain't born   Souls don't die   Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water   Ain't made of sky      So ride the flaming circle   Wind the golden reel   And roll on, brother   In the wheel inside the wheel      I said roll on, brother   In the wheel inside the wheel   Yeah, roll on, brother   In the wheel inside the wheel