| I walk the streets of New Orleans
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| With a girl of my dreams
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| I’ve seen a dozen brass bands play and swing
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| While little children laugh, dance, and sing
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| I’ve seen old men, drunk, singin' the blues
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| With top hats and canes and spectator shoes
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| I consider myself lucky to have fallen in love
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| With a girl, the city, and the river of mud
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| Let me know, let me know
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| Let me know, let me know
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| Where I can go to save my soul, yeah
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| I had a drink with old Louie’s ghost
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| He was the most gracious host
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| I’ve heard Gabriel singin' and playing 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, the city, and the river of mud
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| Let me know, let me know
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| Let me know, let me know
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| New Orleans, New Orleans
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| Where I can go to save my soul, Yeah
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| I walk the streets of New Orleans
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| With a girl of my dreams
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| I’ve seen old men, drunk, singin' the blues
|
| With top hats and canes and spectator shoes
|
| I consider myself lucky to have fallen in love
|
| With a girl, the city, and the river of mud
|
| Let me know, let me know
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| Let me know, let me know
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| Let me know, let me know
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| New Orleans, New Orleans
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| New Orleans, New Orleans
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| Where I can go to save my soul
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| Where I can go to save my soul |