The Veils

Someday the walls will tremble with terrible flames here
‘Til the mouth of some hurricane sweeps them away
And If I had either love or fortune I'd shed them both here
But those cards are so rarely played I've hid them away
The valleys of New Orleans
The valleys of New Orleans
Oh Stanley I've heard you laughing your way around here
There's a game that I wish to play, so slow down
I found another in Sidneys' pocket, she knows my name
And she says she wants to drive all night in the dark through all