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I walk the street's of new Orleans |
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With the girl of my dream's |
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I've seen a dozen brassbands play and swing |
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While little children laugh , dance & sing |
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I've seen old men drunk singin the blues |
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With top hats', canes and spectator shoes |
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I consider myself lucky to have fallen in love |
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With a girl, a city and the river of mud |
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Let me know ! .........where I can go to save my soul? |
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Let me know!.........where I can go to save my soul? |
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I had a drink with ol' Louies' ghost |
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He was our most gracious host |
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I've heard Gabriel sing & play his horn |
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And lived to see the day both my babies were born |
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I love Jelly, Fats, fes and king |
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They were the ones that taught the world to swing |
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I consider myself lucky to have fallen in love |
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With the music, a city and the river of mud |
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Let me know!.........where I can go to save my soul? |
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Let me know!.........where I can go to save my soul? |
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New Orleans...new Orleans |
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It's where I can go ...to save my soul! |
