Julie Video (MV)

Heed not the shuddering moans of that phantom
Her tongue is too frozen to say
How love and loyalty led her to this rooftop
And how I made it happen in this terrible way
I was a gentle master
I gave you the finest of things
A grand furnished townhouse on Royal Street
And the status that a placage brings
And you tenderly gave of your passion
Your heart opened wide like a door
Your soft velvet whispers and dark-shadowed eyes
Ever implored for more
And so it was that we shared our lives
In parlor and pillowed boudoir
Still you dreamt of marriage
A prospect impossible
Because of the code noir
Oh Julie, Julie
Julie, couldn't you tell
My words were cruel, but jesting
Just an absinthe drunken spell
Oh Julie, Julie
Julie, what have you done
Your tawny body cold and bare
'Neath the pale winter morning sun
"It's the law of the land!"
Then I kissed your hand
As we entertained in our bower
And I drank with delight on that dark winter's night
Hungry for sport and for power
"If you can but prove your love to me
By laying bare your soul
By casting off your finest dress
And braving winter's cold
Then I'll meet you on the rooftop
When morning comes anew
And if you've stayed all night, my Julie
Then I will marry you"
Oh Julie, Julie
Julie, couldn't you tell
My words were cruel, but jesting
Just an absinthe drunken spell
Oh Julie, Julie
Julie, what have you done
Your tawny body cold and bare
'Neath the pale winter morning sun
High on the gables you trembled
My lovely creole courtesan
On a cold winter's night
You gave up your life
For the love of this French nobleman
And while I reveled drunken below
High on the roof above
You, my octaroon chatelaine
Set forth to prove your love
They say nights in New Orleans
Are temperate and warm
And New Orleans winters are nothing to fear
But this night blew a frigid storm
That froze the horse's water pails
Leaving icicles on moss
And you braved it all to prove your love
And for it paid the final cost
Oh Julie, Julie
Julie, couldn't you tell
My words were cruel, but jesting
Just an absinthe drunken spell
Oh Julie, Julie
Julie, what have you done
Your tawny body cold and bare
'Neath the pale winter morning sun
High on the gables you trembled
My lovely creole courtesan
On a cold winter's night
You gave up your life
For the love of this callous nobleman