| Saw an old friend last night I hadn’t seen in a couple of years
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| Stopped in Galatoire’s had a couple of beers
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| Talked about the price of oysters, the coach at LSU
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| Then like I knew it would the conversation turned to you
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| He had to go and I looked at my watch, it was 1:45
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| I headed down canal, the quarter was coming alive
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| A man on the corner told me that Jesus is coming soon
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| But I was lost in the music and the crowd and the smell of cheap perfume
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| It’s not good for a man to be alone
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| But a women needs someone that she can count on
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| And I walked down by the river in the cold gray dawn
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| Love is like the Mississippi
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| When she’s gone she’s gone
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| The line was long at Cafe Du Monde so I walked out on the pier
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| Thought about all the winds and turns and mistakes that got me here
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| Might as well try to change the course this old river takes
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| Than to go back in time when you were mine, pretend it’s not late
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| It’s not good for a man to be alone
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| But a women needs someone that she can count on
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| And what I’d give to go back but the current’s just too strong
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| Love is like the Mississippi
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| When she’s gone she’s gone
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| Yeah she’s gone |