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- Mary Gauthier - Wheel Inside The Wheel Lyrics
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- Mary Gauthier Lyrics
- Wheel Inside The Wheel
- Written by Mary Gauthier
- 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
- Spyboy meets Spyboy, 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
- Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
- And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
- Flambeau dancers light the walkway to Jean Pierre's
- There's a party 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
- 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
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