Come to New Orleans - Pascal Ducourtioux & Compagnie Matulu

This time I'm walkin' to New Orleans I'm walkin' to New Orleans I'm gonna need two pair of shoes When I get to walkin' the blues When I get back to New Orleans I've got my suitcase in my hand now ain't that a shame I'm leaving here today for I'm going back home to stay Yes I'm walkin' to New Orleans You used to be my honey till you spent all my money No use for you to cry I'll see you by and by Because I'm walkin' to New Orleans I've got no time for talking I've got to keep on walking New Orleans is my home that's the reason why I'm gone Yes I'm walkin' to New Orleans Yes I'm walkin' to New Orleans Yes I'm walkin' to New Orleans

I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) A come on everybody take a trip with me On down the Mississippi down to new orleans They got a honeysuckel droopin' on a honeysuckel vine And a love is a growin' there all the time Well every southern bell is a Mississippi queen Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) Well look out, hey, hey, yeah (Well look out, hey, hey, yeah) A come on everybody down to Basin Street Listen to the music of the dixieland beat Well the magnolia blossems fill the air Said you ain't been to heaven till you been down there They got rich moss hangin' from a big oak tree Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) Well come on everybody take a trip with me On down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Well the honeysuckel droopiun' on a honeysuckel vine And love is a growin' there all the time Well every southern bell is a Mississippi queen Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans

Do you know what it means To miss New Orleans And miss it each night and day? I know I'm not wrong The feeling's getting stronger The longer I stay away Miss the moist-covered vines The tall sugar pines Where mockingbirds used to sing And I'd like to see the lazy Mississippi A hurrying to spring The Mardi Gras memories Of Creole tunes that filled the air I dream of oleanders in June And soon, I'm wishing that I was there Do you know what it means To miss New Orleans When that's where you left your heart? And there's something more I miss the one I care for More than I miss New Orleans