Oyster Man
The Oyster Man weaves a tale
Of
being trapped inside a shell
And the walls tumbled down
And washed away your dreams with tears.
He holds his mother in his arms
Lays her down where she was born
And though
you've lost all you were
Still you must stand up strong.
Chorus
Oh my soul, carry me home
Down to the streets of New Orleans
Dancing
with all my friends, back home
His daughter sings a song
A song his mother sang so long ago
She
sings, what the world needs now is
love, love, love, sweet love.