1) What Would Jesus Do? 4:05
2) Faith 5:26
3) Baptized in Dirty Water 5:06
4) Flow Mississippi Flow 4:08
5) St. James Infirmary 4:35
6) When Magnolias Bloom 3:43
7) Big Yellow Taxi 3:22
8) Like A Hurricane (Ghost Of Marie Laveau) 5:04
9) Deepest Ocean 4:30
10) ‘Tis The Last Rose Of Summer 4:11
11) What A Wonderful World 2:24
1. What Would Jesus Do?
Words by Chris Thomas King and Gary Nicholson
Arranged Chris Thomas King
©2005 Young Blues Rebel Music, LLC /BMI
Tell me America what would Jesus do?
Tell me, what would Jesus do,
if he had to walk a mile in my shoes?
Would he steal food to feed the hungry and the poor?
If a child needed shelter, would he break down the door?
Would he take a moments rest? Could he have a moments peace,
With all these children still in misery?
Standing outside the Walgreen’s with a stone in my hand
Standing outside with a stone in my hand
I ask myself will Jesus understand?
Tell me America what would Jesus do?
Tell me, what would Jesus do,
if he had to walk a mile in my shoes?
Would he open his door and make every sacrifice?
Would he give all that he had to save his brother’s life?
Would he leave behind the ones who need him most?
Or would he reach out for every desperate soul?
Tell me America what would Jesus do?
Tell me, now what would Jesus do,
if he had to walk this water in my shoes?
A greyhound bus was my get away
I tried to hold my dear wife but she got swept away
Will I roam until my dying day?
Tell me America what would Jesus do?
Tell me, what would Jesus do,
if he had to walk a mile in my shoes?
Tell me sista what would Jesus do?
Tell me, what you gonna do,
if you had to walk a mile in my shoes? (repeat)
Produced & Mixed by Tommy Simms
Chris Thomas King – Lead Vocals & Acoustic Guitars
Colin Linden – Electric Dobro
Reggie McBride – Bass
Tony Braunagel – Drums
Phil Madiera – Organ
Regina McCreary – Background Vocals
Ann McCreary – Background Vocals
Recorded at The Platinum Lab Recordings in Nashville, TN
Engineered by Michael Morena
Recorded September 4, 2005
Executive Producers - Susan Henson and Josh Henson (for Henson Entertainment) Butch Spyridon (for Nashville Convention and Visitor’s Bureau)
Everyone donated their talent and time freely in support of Katrina Victims
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2. Faith
Written and Arranged Chris Thomas King
©2006 Young Blues Rebel Music, LLC /BMI
Standing on roof tops
12 feet of water all around
Nobody’s coming for us
They left us here to drown
My old neighbor
Oh, you see she just floated on by
Face down in dirty water
It’s still rising high
“With your burden, look no further”
“I’ll be there just like a brother”
“We gotta raise the children that got no mother”
“Have a little faith in one another”
President Bush flying round
Oh, looking down on us from the air
They say he pity the poor people
But does he really care?
Wading round in this muddy water
Oh, feel like I’m lost at sea
It seems like the heavens been crying
It’s tears down on me
“With your burden, look no further”
“I’ll be there cause I’m your brother”
“We gotta raise the children that got no mother”
“Have a little faith in one another” (repeat)
It’s so dark down here
Oh, I can’t even see the Big Easy wash away
Darkness surrounding me
Oh, Lord can you show me the way
I see a tiny light down there in the distance
Oh, but I’m afraid to move that way wrong
Because it might be the light the old folks see
Just before they go home
“With your burden, look no further”
“I’ll be there just like a brother”
“We gotta raise the children that got no mother”
“Have a little faith in one another” (repeat)
Produced & Mixed by Chris Thomas King
Chris Thomas King: Lead Vocals & Background Vocals
Chris Thomas King: Electric Guitar & Wurlitzer
Tony Braunagel: Drums
Mike Finnigan: Organ & Piano
Bob Glaub: Bass
Ted Blaisdel: Engineer
Vanessa: Assistant Engineer
Recorded at Village Recording Studio, Los Angeles, CA.
Recorded October 10, 2005
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3. Baptized in Dirty Water
Written and Arranged Chris Thomas King
©2006 Young Blues Rebel Music, LLC /BMI
Yes, when the levee broke now baby
Dirty water come rushing in (repeat)
Yes, it washed away my happy home baby
I hope it washed away my sins
I searched all over for my baby
But my sweet angel was not around (repeat)
Lord, when I found my baby
They had her down at the burying grounds
Lord, when you hear me weep’n moan’n
It’s because I ain’t got a thang to loose
Yes when you hear me weep’n moan’n now baby
I ain’t got a damn thang to loose
Baptized in dirty water now baby
All I can do is sang the blues
Produced and Mixed by Chris Thomas King
Chris Thomas King: Lead Vocals
Chris Thomas King: Electric Guitar
Tony Braunagel: Drums
Mike Finnigan: Organ & Piano
Bob Glaub: Bass
Ted Blaisdel: Engineer
Vanessa: Assistant Engineer
Recorded at Village Recording Studio, Los Angeles, CA.
Recorded October 10, 2005
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4. Flow Mississippi Flow
Written and Arranged Chris Thomas King
©2006 Young Blues Rebel Music, LLC /BMI
The sky is crying in New Orleans
Water rushing in through my door
I’m so tired of being sick and tired, till I can’t cry no more
“So flow Mississippi flow, sail me anywhere but here”
“I got no place to go, don’t wanna drown in my tears”
Business man survey my land
Can’t wait until I’m gone
He’s making plans I don’t understand
We never could get along
“So flow Mississippi flow, sail me away from here”
“I got no place to go, don’t wanna drown in my tears”
What has happened to this poor man’s land?
You see I built this house with my aching hands
With the love of my life, we raised a family
But she’s long gone and no one’s left here to care for me
“Flow Mississippi flow, sail me away from here”
“I got no place to go, don’t wanna drown in my tears”
“Flow Mississippi flow, sail me away from here”
“I got no where to go, don’t wanna drown in my tears”
Produced by Chris Thomas King
All instruments and vocals performed by Chris Thomas King
Recorded in Prairieville, LA at 21st Century Blues Studios
Engineered & Mixed by Chris Thomas King at 21st Century Blues Studios
Recorded January and February 2006
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5. St. James Infirmary
Traditional, Arranged by Chris Thomas King
©2006 Young Blues Rebel Music, LLC /BMI
I went down to St. James Infirmary
And I saw my baby there
She was stretched out on a long white table
Looking so cold, so sweet and so fair
Well let her go. Let her go and God bless her
Where ever she may be
She can search this wide world over
But she’ll never find another man like me
When I die please bury me in paten leather shoes
A pin striped suit and my favorite Stetson hat
Put an iced out crown medallion on my neck chain
So that my boys will know that I died standing pat
Get six gamblers to carry my coffin
I want six chorus girls to sing my song
And put a jazz band, a good jazz band on my tail gate
To raise hell as we roll along
This is the end, the end of my story
So let’s have another round of booze
And if anyone should ask you, just tell them
That I’ve got the St. James Infirmary Blues
Produced and Mixed by Chris Thomas King
Chris Thomas King: Lead Vocals & Background Vocals
Chris Thomas King: Electric Guitar & Wurlitzer
Tony Braunagel: Drums
Mike Finnigan: Organ & Piano
Bob Glaub: Bass
Ted Blaisdel: Engineer
Vanessa: Assistant Engineer
Recorded at Village Recording Studio, Los Angeles, CA,
Recorded October 10, 2005
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6. When Magnolias Bloom
Written and Arranged Chris Thomas King
©2006 Young Blues Rebel Music, LLC /BMI
Lost in a daze cause you’re so far away
You were the candle in the dark to light my way
I’m so amazed how you seemed so unfazed
Waited for this soldier virtuous all the way
“I need to see you soon before magnolias bloom”
“Your love’s the only remedy for my wounds”
War outside my door the sun don’t shine no more
Tear drops on my floor it’s you I’m weary for
Seasons change but one thing remains the same
My heart still feels the pain memories burned in my brain
“I need to see you soon before magnolias bloom”
“Your love’s the only remedy for my wounds”
“I need to see you soon before magnolias bloom”
“Your love’s the only remedy for my wounds”
“I need to see you soon by the time magnolias bloom”
“Doctors say I won’t see another June”
“Need to see you soon before magnolias bloom”
“Cause I won’t live to see another June”
“I need to see you soon before magnolias bloom”
“Doctors say I’ll fade away by June”
Produced by Chris Thomas King
All instruments and vocals performed by Chris Thomas King
Recorded in Prairieville, LA at 21st Century Blues Studios
Engineered & Mixed by Chris Thomas King at 21st Century Blues Studios
Recorded January and February 2006
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7. Big Yellow Taxi
Written by Joni Mitchell
Arranged by Chris Thomas King
Published by Siquomb Publishing Corp. (BMI)
Don’t it always seem to go,
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot
Don’t it always seem to go,
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They took all the trees
And put them in a tree museum
And they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to see ‘em
Don’t it always seem to go,
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Hey farmer, farmer
Put away that DDT now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees please
Don’t it always seem to go,
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
Don’t it always seem to go,
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot (repeat)
Produced by Chris Thomas king
All instruments and vocals performed by Chris Thomas King
Recorded in New Orleans, LA at Ultrasonic Studios
and 21st Century Blues Studios New Orleans, LA
Engineered & Mixed by Steve Reynolds at Ultrasonic Studios in New Orleans, LA
Recorded August 25 and 26, 2005
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8. Like A Hurricane (Ghost Of Marie Laveau)
Written and Arranged Chris Thomas King
©2006 Young Blues Rebel Music, LLC /BMI
A tall statuesque woman, with curling long black hair
Fierce black eyes, a rare beauty so sweet and fair
Mysterious woman, once a Voodoo queen
Still roaming these cobble stone streets of old New Orleans
I see the way you been watching me
Sipping your on your sweet absinthe
Casting beautiful spells is your specialty
Got your hooks in me, got your hooks in me, Marie
“”Marie, how long, how long”
“Can you control the rain?”
“You posses everything I own”
“You’re like a hurricane”
I was sitting there drinking at the old absinthe bar
The band started playing round 1:00A.M
Later 4:00 A.M at Rue Bourbon and Bienville
And you come a creepin’ in
Everywhere I turn you’re face is there
You’re dancin’ silhouette down at Congo Square
Now that gris gris Marie you hiding behind your back
Ain’t gon’ work this time no, cause I won’t fall for that
“”Marie, how long, how long”
“Can you control the rain?”
“You posses everything I own”
“You’re like a hurricane” (repeat)
Produced and Mixed by Chris Thomas King
Chris Thomas King: Lead Vocals & Background Vocals
Chris Thomas King: Electric and Acoustic Guitars & Wurlitzer
Tony Braunagel: Drums
Mike Finnigan: Organ & Piano
Bob Glaub: Bass
Ted Blaisdel: Engineer
Vanessa: Assistant Engineer
Recorded at Village Recording Studio, Los Angeles, CA
Recorded October 10, 2005
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9. Deepest Ocean
Written and Arranged Chris Thomas King
©2006 Young Blues Rebel Music, LLC /BMI
I have swam the deepest oceans
The highest mountains I have climbed
And now that my journey is almost over
I realize it was love, your love I was longing to find
I have made peace with my burdens
Knowing I won’t have to face them alone
You lift me so high my wings glide through heaven
I think I hear Gabriel serenading me with song
I have swam the deepest oceans
The highest mountains I have climbed
And now that my journey is almost over
I realize it was love, sweet love I was longing to find
The book says there’s a time for loving
It says at times there’ll be hate
And there’s a time to never surrender
There comes a time we all must accept our faith
I have swam the deepest oceans
The highest mountains I have climbed
And now that my journey is almost over
I realize it was love, divine love I was longing to find
Yes, love your love I was longing to find
It’s love, sweet love I was longing to find
I realize it was love divine love I was longing to find
I realize it was love your love I was longing to find
Produced by Chris Thomas King
All instruments and vocals performed by Chris Thomas King
Recorded in Prairieville, LA at 21st Century Blues Studios
Engineered & Mixed by Chris Thomas King at 21st Century Blues Studios
Recorded January and February 2006
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10. ‘Tis the Last Rose of Summer
Traditional, Arranged Chris Thomas King
©2006 Young Blues Rebel Music, LLC /BMI
‘tis the last rose of summer
Left blooming alone.
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone.
No flower of her kindred,
No rosebud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes
Or give sigh for sigh
I’ll not leave thee thou lone one
To pine on the stem,
Since the lovely are sleeping
Go sleep thou with them;
Thus kindly I scatter
Thy leaves o’er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.
So soon may I follow
When friendships decay,
And from loves’ shining circle
The gems drop away!
When true hearts lie withered
And fond ones are flown
Oh! Who would inhabit
This cruel world alone?
Produced by Chris Thomas King
All instruments and vocals performed by Chris Thomas King
Recorded in Prairieville, LA at 21st Century Blues Studios
Engineered & Mixed by Chris Thomas King at 21st Century Blues Studios
Recorded January and February 2006
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11. What A Wonderful World
Written by George Weiss and Bob Thiele
Arranged by Chris Thomas King
Published by Abilene Music Inc. (ASCAP)/Range Road Music Inc. (ASCAP)/ Quartet Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin’ hands, sayin’ “How do you do?”
They are really saying “I love you”
I hear babies cryin’, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Produced and Mixed by Chris Thomas King
Chris Thomas King: Lead & Background Vocals
Chris Thomas King: Classical & Acoustic Guitars
Roland Guerin: Upright Bass
Jason Marsalis: Drums
Jay Weigel: String Arrangements and Programming
Recorded and Engineered by Steve Reynolds at Ultrasonic Studios in New Orleans, LA
Recorded May 12, 2005
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