Well, I wish I was in New Orleans,
I can see it in my dreams,
Arm in arm down Burgundy,
A bottle and my friends and me
Hoist up a few tall cool ones, play some pool
and listen to that tenor saxophone
callin me home.
And I can hear the band begin
By the whiskers on my chin,
New Orleans, I'll be there.
A bottle and my friends and me,
New Orleans, I'll be there.
Well, I wish I was in New Orleans.
I can see it in my dreams,
Arm in arm down Burgundy
A bottle and my friends and me
Hoist up a few tall cool ones, play some pool
and listen to that tenor saxophone
callin me home.
And I can hear the band begin
By the whiskers on my chin,
New Orleans, I'll be there.
A bottle and my friends and me,
New Orleans I'll be there.