Texty:
Orleans

Down south in New Orleans The prettiest girls I've ever seen A sparkling eye and lips so sweet And we make love to the Rumba beat A ship's at anchor,

The Battle of New Orleans (arr. J. Driftwood) Johnny Horton Pop Chart # 1 Apr. 27, 1959 Album: 16 Biggest Hits Columbia Legacy Records CK 69971 Transcriber

Be my love For no one else can end this yearning This need that you and you alone create Just fill my arms The way you've filled my dreams The dreams

Orleans Where the honeysuckle's bloomin' on the honeysuckle vine And love is bloomin' there all the time every southern belle Is a Mississippi Queen down the Mississippi down in New Orleans

octoroon This little cookie here's a macaroon, that big round thing's a red balloon And the paper down here's called the Picayune And here's a New Orleans

prison books Orleans Parish Prison won't you free my darkhaired girl? SheA's tired and cold and you got the gold She took from a hungry world Orleans

no place like home New Orleans is a dying whore If you're not seen break down the door New Orleans is a dying whore New Orleans is a dying whore Stripped

to New Orleans. I'm walking to New Orleans. I'm gonna need two pair of shoes, When I get through walking these blues, When I get back to New Orleans.

The City of New Orleans I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done Nighttime on The City of New Orleans Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee