| When you get to Louisiana
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| Would you tell her to hello for me
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| 'Cause she sure can cook
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| And the bayou sets my poor heart free
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| Well they goin’down to Houston
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| Then they play in Louisiana, lordy oh I wish I with’em, wish I lucky-ana
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| When you get to Louisiana
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| Would you tell her to hello for me Well it’s cloudin’up out yonder,
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| Looks like it’s goin’to fry
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| And I bet you oh, my thunder know,
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| Just how I feel inside
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| And when you get to Louisiana
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| Would you tell her to hello for me Yeah, fer miles to roll
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| There’s honky-tonks as far as I can see
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| Miller time!
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| (Yeah, Louisiana blues)
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| If yer goin’in the country
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| Please save your memories
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| I gotta stay here in the city now
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| I’m a lonesome as I can be Well outside the wind a blowin'
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| And it’s really gonna pull board
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| And I’m sittin’in the kitchen
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| While my teardrops hit the floor
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| When you get to Louisiana
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| Would you tell her to hello for me
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| (repeat refrain)
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| When you get to Louisiana
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| Would you tell her to hello for me Yodal-lay-eh, low down Louisiana blues |