The Neighbourhood

by Milk Crate Bandits

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Recorded at Marigny Studios, New Orleans, LA by Rick Nelson
October 26th and 27th, 2016

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released May 23, 2017

Released May 23rd, 2017

Jack Ray- Banjo and Vocals
Kevin Louis- Trumpet
Connor Stewart- Clarinet and Tenor Saxophone
Sky Lambourne- Trombone and Vocals
Jen Hodge- Bass tracks 1 and 3-6 + Vocals track 3
Noah Gotfrit- Bass tracks 2, 6-7
Aaron Levinson- Drums

Mixed and Mastered by Tony Chamberlist

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The Milk Crate Bandits make music to make you dance, smile and party. Combining authentic New Orleans Style traditional jazz with original creative music the band is committed to preserving and extending the joyous energy of 1920s music

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Track Name: King of King St.
Chorus:
Last night I was the king of King street
The one who ruled the town
My feet they paved the streets with gold (That's what you've been told)
I am the King of King Street
Well, girl you want to be my queen?
Ain’t as easy as it seems
There’s a line from end to end
Oh baby
Last night I wore the crown of the man who rules Newtown
I am the King of King Street

Last night I was the king of King street
The one who ruled the town
My feet they paved the streets with gold (That's what you've been told)
I am the King of King Street
Honey, honey, honey wanna be my queen?
Ain’t as easy as it seems
There’s a line from end to end
Oh baby
Last night I wore the crown of the man who rules Newtown
I am the King of King Street

So take the time and jump in that line
Maybe some day you’ll be mine
I am the King of King Street
Track Name: Southern Lover
Southern Lover no other is quite so fine
He’s smooth as bourbon, fresh as magnolia And fun as a second line
My stars how he shows me such hospitality
No praline peach or pecan pie
Is half as sweet as he
I’ll bet you honey
Greenback money that I will fall
Every time he speaks my name with that low lazy drawl
How I pine for southern climbs
And everything he’s got below the Mason Dixon line
Southern lover no other is quite so fine
Track Name: Keep on Drinkin'
My baby says she loves me but she don’t love me though
My baby says she loves me but she don’t love me though
I said show me how you love me she said no, no, no
I said show me how you love me she said no, no, no
My baby says she’s going down to Mexico
My baby says she’s going down to Mexico
I said please don’t go she said no, no, no
I said please don’t go she said no, no, no
So, I keep on drinkin’
there ain’t nothing else to do
I keep on drinkin’
Baby I’m trying, baby I’m trying to keep my mind off of you
Baby I’m trying, baby I’m trying to keep my mind off of you
My baby said she’d call me on the phone sometime
My baby said she’d call me on the phone sometime
Waiting on that phone call, I’ve been sitting up all night
Yeah I’m waiting on that phone call I’ve been sitting up all night
So, I keep on drinkin’
there ain’t nothing else to do
I keep on drinkin’
Baby I’m trying, baby I’m trying to keep my mind off of you
Baby I’m trying, baby I’m trying to keep my mind off of you
I said whooooooo do you love?
Come on baby tell me is it me?
I said whoooooo do you love?
Come on baby you’ve got to set me free
I said whoooooo do you love?
Little girl, little girl don’t lie to me
I said whoooooo do you love?
Come on baby you’ve to set me free
Because I’m so sad and lonely
I’m just sitting on my steps watching these wild roosters crow
And if she doesn’t phone me
I’ll be walking down Lesseps to Kim’s Food Store
I’m drinkin’ whisky
I’m drinkin’ Gin
That’s how these lonesome Louisiana days begin
I want to party don’t want no trouble
I need your loving don’t need your trouble
I want your loving don’t want your trouble
No trouble, no trouble no trouble for me