Standing on the corner of Royal Street

On a Sunday afternoon

Out there by the old A and P

Barefoot in the sun in June

I saw her playing with the

Big brass band with old Gate Junior on guitar

I saw her playing with John and Mooney too

Uptown at Maddigan's Bar

Washboard Lisa wash away your sins

Let them go down the drain

Everytime you move your dirty little hands

Takes away our fears and our pain

I said hello to her out there on the street

Boys I looked into here eyes

She said that she knew Tom Robin

Oh I believed it was a lie

But how can New Orleans be so good

To a Lucky Strike smoking queen

With a rip in her dress and a dirty toes

Livin life like a dream

Washboard Lisa wash away your sins

Let them go down the drain

Everytime you move your dirty little hands

Takes away our fears and our pain