Lyrics:
This time I'm walking to New Orleans
I'm walking to New Orleans
I'm gonna need two pair-a shoes
When I get through walking these blues
When I get
It's time I'm walking to New Orleans
I'm walking to New Orleans
I'm going to need two pair of shoes
When I get through walking to you
When I get
It's time I'm walking to New Orleans
I'm walking to New Orleans
I'm going to need two pair of shoes
When I get through walking to you
When I get
Welcome to the Bourbon street
I am a Parisian guy walking down the street of New Orleans
Ain't nothing I can't dance
Is there nothing I care, but I
Saw a bird with a tear in his eye
Walking to New Orleans, my oh my
Hey, now, bird, wouldn't you rather die than
Walk this world when you're born
Saw a bird with a tear in his eye
Walking to New Orleans, my oh my
Hey, now, bird, wouldn't you rather die than
Walk this world when you're born
Saw a bird with a tear in his eye
Walking to New Orleans -my, my, my
Hey, now, Bird, wouldn't you rather die
Than walk this world when you're born
Sally and Sweet Sixteen
Good Golly Miss Molly and Maybellene
He sent the whole world Walking to New Orleans
Mr. Hiatus won’t ya save us from your
Sally and Sweet Sixteen
Good Golly Miss Molly and Maybellene
He sent the whole world Walking to New Orleans
Mr. Hiatus won’t ya save us from your
Johnny just keep on walking
Walking back to New Orleans
Yeah, Johnny just keep on walkin
Walking back to New Orleans
Well, he took my heart he left
I was walking through New Orleans
Whiskey running through my veins
I was walking around a strange part of town
When I heard her call my name, uh-huh
section
Under the direction of Greg Adams
Play for you and Mister Eddy the Fats Domino hit, "Walking to New Orleans"
So stay with us, the session's about
away
Somewhere in New York or L.A.
Under the northern skies
Or walking down New Orleans way
But I can feel you near
Your spirit floats through
our baby
(On the road again)
He’s walking talking New Orleans
(On the road again)
What am I to my family? (On the road again)
Or have I been have I been
belong
I'm just walking my way back to New Orleans
Take an old trip down the second line
Grab an umbrella and a jug of wine
Then you and me later
Will go
you made in a month in one night
Now I'm walking in New Orleans with my homies
And I'm tanning on my shoulder blades
This is what you couldn't see in
Walking down the street honey New Orleans
I'm gonna slip my note into the pocket of your jeans
How was I to know turning green on red A
Waitress in
This time even Fats ain't walking back to New Orleans
The world is gonna pay 'cause we'll be everywhere
There'll be dancing in your streets, music in
When I'm walking down, city of New Orleans
There ain't no one around
Never felt so free
God gave me these super powers
Seeing people for what they
I'm on my way walking down to lonely New Orleans
Giving my soul to the Queen of the East
Got my clothes all packed up in my bag
Yeah I ain't never
Walking the streets of New Orleans
I see these trumpet players,
Tuba players, drummers
On the street corner
Tapping their feet
Bobbin to their heads
happened before this
When me and my crew was all about this rapper from New Orleans
Singing, "Walking like a man, finger on the trigger
I got money in my
POLICE GOTTA CHALK IT
KEEP POPPING THESE 30's
AND WALKING ON WATER
IM OFF IN NEW ORLEANS
WITH KILLERS AND HOMIES
BE THINKING ITS SWEET
AND THEY BITING
be righteous I'm told
They say that the river has a healing power, to wash any sinner clean
Just call upon the preacher man, way down in new orleans
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