New Orleans

Come on
I’m goin’down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine
I’m goin’down to New Orleans and leavin’all of this behind
Headin’south from Detroit
I got Cajun cookin’on my mind
When I get to New Orleans someone gonna treat me right
Yeah in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right
I’ll be high 10 Rollin’till the early morning break daylight
A jambalaya and a crawfish pie gonna start my day
But when the sun goes down we gonna «bon temps roulez»
Hey
I’m goin’down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine
I’m goin’down to New Orleans where the stars on the sidewalk shine
Burnin’through Mississippi with the Big Easy on my mind
When I get to New Orleans someone gonna treat me right
Yeah in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right
And I’m gonna party like the devil if the Neville brothers play tonight
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie gonna make my day
Down on the Bayou singing Hey Pocky Way
I’m goin’down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine
Down in New Orleans good peoples they’s hard to find
I bet he’s making gumbo and drinkin’homemade wine
A jukebox shakin’and breakin’down in New Orleans
I’ll be the highest hillbilly that Bourbon Street has ever seen
Oh yeah, yeah
I’m goin’down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine
I’m goin’down to New Orleans and leavin’all of this behind
If the good Lord’s willing and the rivers don’t start to rise
And when I get to New Orleans someone’s gonna treat me right
Said in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right
All the cats in the cradle gonna rock this kid tonight
Oh hey
A jukebox shakin’and breakin’down in New Orleans
And if you’re payin’for fun a french quarters really all you need
I’m going Down to New Orleans
Down to New Orleans
Going down, down
Down, down tonight