Lyrics:
the cards from Minnesota to the harbor in New Orleans
I made a lotta big money on the riverboat I loved a lotta pretty riverboat queens
Riverboat riverboat
He left a man in New York City
She broke a home in New Orleans
They made their way to California
Sweet dreams, children, sweet dreams
They hit
the cards from Minnesota to the harbor in New Orleans
I made a lotta big money on the riverboat I loved a lotta pretty riverboat queens
Riverboat riverboat
touched without touching
made signs with our hands
made future plans
to meet in new ‘Orleans
Illuminated
by a lamp near your bed
no callous on right thumb
new orleans
Ooh, ooh - it was almost like a dream
That night I made a move, man I felt hard
When I put my hands in her cookie jar
She was more
coulera à flow jazz made in New-Orlean
Et le jour d'après je serai au Texas en écoutant Jolene
Finir mon périple US les pieds dans l'eau à Frisco
Et jouir
bonhomme et mademoiselle
We made plans to meet in New Orleans
Where our song plays on repeat
Where you swept me off my feet
Over and over again, and
After
She ain't never been loved by a stranger
Not that she ever could recall
Except for that time in New Orleans
She made love in a bathroom stall
Her
get back to New Orleans
I've got my suitcase in my hand
Now ain't that a shame?
I'm leavin' here today
Yes, I'm goin' back home to stay
Yes, I'm
get back to New Orleans
I've got my suitcase in my hand
Now ain't that a shame?
I'm leavin' here today
Yes, I'm goin' back home to stay
Yes, I'm
get back to New Orleans
I've got my suitcase in my hand
Now ain't that a shame?
I'm leavin' here today
Yes, I'm goin' back home to stay
Yes, I'm
wanna see the Zulu King
Way down in New Orleans
Down on Rampart and Dumaine
Yes down in New Orleans
On Rampart a-nd Dumaine
Gonna make it my
Magnolia trees at night, sparkling bright
Fields of cotton look wintry white
When it's Christmas time in New Orleans
A barefoot choir in prayer
There is a house down in New Orleans
Down in the Vieux Carr'e
A house they call the rising sun
Where love and money are made
My father he was
Way down yonder in New Orleans
In the land of the dreamy scenes
There's a Garden of Eden
You know what I mean
Creole babies with flashin' eyes
Oreleans New Orleans
When Brother Bill and Sister Nell
Are singing like a ringing bell
Then you'll know all is well
In New Orleans New Orleans
Bring
to New Orleans
I've got my suitcase in my hand
Now, ain't that a shame?
I'm leavin' here, today
Yes, I'm goin' back home to stay
Yes, I'm walkin' to New
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
to New Orleans
I've got my suitcase in my hand
Now ain't that a shame
I'm leavin' here today
Yes, I'm goin' back home to stay
Yes, I'm walkin to New
to New Orleans
I've got my suitcase in my hand
Now ain't that a shame
I'm leavin' here today
Yes, I'm goin' back home to stay
Yes, I'm walkin to New
Basin Street, Basin Street
Where the elite always meet
Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams
You'll never know how nice it seems
Or just how much
back to New Orleans
I've got my suitcase in my hand
Now ain't that a shame?
I'm leaving here today
Yes, I'm going back home to stay
Yes, I'm
Way down yonder in New Orleans
In the land of the dreamy scenes
There's a Garden of Eden
You know what I mean
Creole babies with flashin' eyes
There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy and me
Oh God, I'm one
My mother was
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