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The song explains itself. Just another in the long love/hate relationship I have with my home state.
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Lyrics
If you're going to New Orleans
Can I come with you
It's the city of Creole Dreams
And I'm dreaming too
The smell of the white Magnolia
Permeates the air
Streetcars and funky bars
Are in my memeory of you
I want to go down to the French Quarter
And take a carriage ride with you
Stop off at Pirates Ally
To hear some folk,jazz and blues
The smell of food wafting in the air
Drives you crazy
Jambalaya and good Gumbo
And seafood fresh from the ocean
Can I come with you
It's the city of Creole Dreams
And I'm dreaming too
The smell of the white Magnolia
Permeates the air
Streetcars and funky bars
Are in my memeory of you
I want to go down to the French Quarter
And take a carriage ride with you
Stop off at Pirates Ally
To hear some folk,jazz and blues
The smell of food wafting in the air
Drives you crazy
Jambalaya and good Gumbo
And seafood fresh from the ocean
Tom Atwood
I love the way this piece shuffles along. Feels like a brass
band should be tooting along with it. I used to play in a
dixieland band called Southern Peaches, and this reminds
me of an old tune we played, "Do You Know What It
Means (to Miss New Orleans?") Thanks for posting this,
Tom.