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SONG CHALLENGE WINNER!

The Challenge:  The 'song subject' for the great Easter Bonnet(?) Special Challenge was this news story -- DATELINE: GRETNA, Louisiana -- The debate was serious.  The vote unanimous.  The Gretna City Council says it's now legal in Louisiana to throw women's underwear from Carnival floats.  "So we're pro-panties -- it's on the record," joked one city councilman.  However, it is still illegal to throw anything that is ". . . lewd or lascivious and includes, but is not limited to, condoms and inflatable paraphernalia."   The panty-throwing issue was pushed by protesting parade organizers.  "If panties are . . . vulgar, why are they exposed in every department store in the nation?" asked one of the captains of the Elks Krewe of Gretna.  Another Mardi Gras group captain firmly agreed.  "Panties have been a legitimate throw for Mardi Gras for years," he said.!

Parade by Micca

I was just an idle bystander
I came to watch the parade
Young ladies on floats
Teasing old goats
Rekindling a light that had failed

Chorus:
I really don't know how they got there
I cannot explain it at all
For out of my black leather Jacket
Fell some Knickers rolled up in a ball

I was idly watching them passing
Their tits at the men they did flash
When out of the air
Came flying a pair 
of panties in need of a wash

Chorus

I thought " if your seen here watching
This exuberant, prurient show
Your ass in a sling
Will be just the thing
And older you ain't gonna grow

Chorus

So I zipped up my jacket and wandered
To my little grey home in the west
Totally unaware
That the guilt making pair
Had gotten tucked into my vest

Chorus

So now as I wait in the doctors
With an eye that is closed like a clam
I can muse upon chance
And stray pair of pants 
And wife with a fresh leg of lamb

Chorus


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