[ Featuring The Mourners ]
You have reached Tensas State Prison
This is a collect call
To accept the charges, please dial the inmate number now
Please hold for inmate number three three three
Hello, thank you for calling to hear my side of the story...
We don't have much time before I have to return to my cell
So I will get straight to the point
Let me tell you a story about the time I had
I was own in Louisiana as a Cajun Lad
I was running from the cops trying to make ends meet
Was dealing dirty water down on bourbon street
In baton rouge there was a girl who looked real mean
Little did I know she was a voodoo queen
I took her home that night to cast a spell
I woke up in the morning, she looked like hell
Cajun saint on the run
Mississippi River here I come
Cajun saint on the run
I'll be home when I'm done
Deep in the swamp where I lost my mind
There stood a log cabin that they couldn't find
I was buried like a crawfish underneath the mud
Then down came the rain, it started a flood
I floated down the river to see my queen
She was dealing dirty water down in New Orleans
Little did I know that queen of mine
Had the cops waiting for me at the parish line
Cajun saint on the run
Mississippi River here I come
Cajun saint on the run
I'll be home when I'm done
The last time I saw that voodoo queen
She said you better watch your back in New Orleans
C long story short I'm still on the run
I'm bridges going crazy over what I've done
I hope you wrote all of this down
Cajun saint on the run
Mississippi River here I come
Cajun saint on the run
I'll be home when I'm done
Please, just make sure everyone knows the truth
I'll be home when I'm done
I've got to go now, good bye
When the saints come marching in
I'll be home again
When the saints come marching in
I'll be home again
When the saints come marching in
I'll be home again, I'm coming home