The Day It Snows On Christmas

There’ll be no crazy down on Bourbon Street
The second line is gonna lose the beat
They won’t be having fun at Mardi Gras
And all the Cajuns going to move to Arkansas
Yeah, the alligator’s going to fly
And doubloons’ll rain from the sky
And the Pontchartrain will freeze and we’re all gonna skate
The day it snows on Christmas, yeah
In New Orleans
The day it snows on Christmas, yeah, yeah
There’ll be no flavor to the beans and rice
And Mr. Emeril will forget the spice
Well, let me tell you 'bout the odds of that
Just like trying to hold the mighty Mississippi back
Yeah, the alligator’s going to fly
And doubloons’ll rain from the sky
And the Pontchartrain will freeze and we’re all gonna skate
The day it snows on Christmas, yeah
In New Orleans
The day it snows on Christmas, yeah, yeah
Don’t take no skis down to the levee
Don’t take no sleigh down to Monkey Hill, no, no
Santa ain’t bringing no snow this year
And he never will
The coffee won’t have any chicory
The moss will fall right off the live oak tree
Tchoupitoulas won’t have one pothole
And the saints’ll go marching to the super bowl
Yeah, the alligator’s gonna fly
And doubloons’ll fall from the sky
And the Pontchartrain will freeze and we’re all gonna skate
The day it snows on Christmas, yeah
In New Orleans
The day it snows on Christmas day
I can’t wait
The day it snows on Christmas, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Merry Christmas, y’all