New Orleans Style Blues - Mbau Efectivo

I said hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said a hey, a hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, a hey, hey, yeah) A come on everybody take a trip with me, well Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans They got a honeysuckle growing on a honeysuckle vine And love is a blooming there all the time Well every southern belle is a Mississippi queen Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans I said hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) A come on take a stroll down to Basin street Listen to the music with that Dixieland beat Well the magnolia blossoms fill the air Whoa, whoa, and you ain't been to heaven till you been down there They got French moss hangin from a big oak tree Get outta here Jimmy Vaughan take it! I said hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) Come on everybody take a trip with me (Whoo!) Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans, yeah, yeah. With a honeysuckle hanging on a honeysuckle vine Well love is blooming there all the time Every southern belle is a Mississippi queen Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Come on take a stroll down to Basin street Listen to the music with the dixieland beat, yeah I say, the magnolia blossoms fill the air And you ain't been to heaven if you ain't been there. Honeysuckle hanging from a hollow tree Down in Mississippi down in New Orleans Well, I said Hey, hey, hey, yeah (Hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said a look out John, hey, yeah, yeah (I said a look out John hey, yeah, yeah)

Have you ever been down to New Orleans Lord, Lord, them crazy queens Crying the blues is what they do down there Fortune teller, he knows your name Fortune teller, he'll tell you your game Crying the blues, that's what they do down there Money dripping from a willow tree He never want me Lazy bones, I ain't got a dime Just biding my time If I find a way to choose New Orleans, where they're crying the blues Drinking bourbon from a Dixie cup Hanging out 'till the sun comes up Crying the blues is what they do down there French women, all I need Up and down old Bourbon Street Crying the blues is what they do down there If I find a way to choose New Orleans, where they're singing the blues