text: Music by elton john
  Released as a uk b-side in 1982
  He would recount the stories he had learned so well
  Fourteen years is a long time in one cell
  When the pipe is passed the opium does its rounds
  Papa legba sitting pretty in a chicken little town
  His textured skin, like leather in the sun
  Fingers beating hard upon a native drum
  He picks his teeth with a splintered back rib bone
  Papa legba bears his fangs and lays alone
  Hey papa legba, hoo-boo-be-do
  Hey papa legba, no one gonna bother you
  Hey papa legba, hoo-boo-be-do
  Shake papa legba, no ones gonna bother you tonight, alright
  He was free to dance alone where the spirits run
  His almond eyes would twinkle on a hundred sons
  His champagne toast and white meat on a spit
  Papa legbas drunken with a smile upon his lips