New Orleans
I lost all my money down in New Orleans
But then a pretty girl she came and sat down next to me
She asked how are you doing I said I'm doing just fine
Ain't got a nickel to my name but I am rich with wine
Then we took a stroll down old St. Charles
Stopped into a diner full of pictures on the walls
We walked the Audobon as the sun began to set
I turned to say goodbye she said the night ain't over yet
And I can taste her now
Her love sweet like a flower
Fragrant as the spring
Beneath those willow trees
In a room in New Orleans
She gave herself to me
I never had no luck playing dice or cards
But that woman lifted me, I swear she came from the stars
As the trolley passed I tasted her sweet kiss
Her hand it guided mine toward a few moments of bliss
We walked along the sea wall as the dawn began to break
The sun it seemed to shine upon our sweet embrace
The rains started to fall, but she did not seem to mind
We slipped into a bar and shared a few bottles of wine
It may have been that wine, but I could swear I fell in love
I never said the words, she understood well enough
And I can taste her now
Her love sweet like a flower
Fragrant as the spring
Beneath those willow trees
Sheltered from the storm
I gave myself to her
She studied literature at the campus in Tulane
As I walked the city and just drank away my days
There's something in your eyes, oh they seem so full of pain
I've been waiting round to die, but you take that all away
We laid around in bed the sound of jazz and Mardi Gras
Crowded city streets reverberated on the walls
I held her in my arms as she drifted off to sleep
I cannot forget, oh what a damn fine memory
I headed back to Texas bout a week after I came
Oh I tried to catch her, but I only caught her name
And I can taste her now
Her love sweet like a flower
Fragrant as the spring
Beneath those willow trees
In a room in New Orleans
In that springtime sun
Our bodies became one
But then a pretty girl she came and sat down next to me
She asked how are you doing I said I'm doing just fine
Ain't got a nickel to my name but I am rich with wine
Then we took a stroll down old St. Charles
Stopped into a diner full of pictures on the walls
We walked the Audobon as the sun began to set
I turned to say goodbye she said the night ain't over yet
And I can taste her now
Her love sweet like a flower
Fragrant as the spring
Beneath those willow trees
In a room in New Orleans
She gave herself to me
I never had no luck playing dice or cards
But that woman lifted me, I swear she came from the stars
As the trolley passed I tasted her sweet kiss
Her hand it guided mine toward a few moments of bliss
We walked along the sea wall as the dawn began to break
The sun it seemed to shine upon our sweet embrace
The rains started to fall, but she did not seem to mind
We slipped into a bar and shared a few bottles of wine
It may have been that wine, but I could swear I fell in love
I never said the words, she understood well enough
And I can taste her now
Her love sweet like a flower
Fragrant as the spring
Beneath those willow trees
Sheltered from the storm
I gave myself to her
She studied literature at the campus in Tulane
As I walked the city and just drank away my days
There's something in your eyes, oh they seem so full of pain
I've been waiting round to die, but you take that all away
We laid around in bed the sound of jazz and Mardi Gras
Crowded city streets reverberated on the walls
I held her in my arms as she drifted off to sleep
I cannot forget, oh what a damn fine memory
I headed back to Texas bout a week after I came
Oh I tried to catch her, but I only caught her name
And I can taste her now
Her love sweet like a flower
Fragrant as the spring
Beneath those willow trees
In a room in New Orleans
In that springtime sun
Our bodies became one
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Mcmahon
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