New Orleans

There's a stage tucked in the corner
Of a house on Bourbon street
You can hear "Hurricane" and "Rising Sun"
Any night of the week

I can smell that Cajun cookin'
Magnolia on the breeze
Yeah once I got a taste of Bourbon
I didn't want to leave

That's why I'm singing at these downtown bars
The Big Easy really stole my heart
Yeah there's something 'bout a Fleur de lis
That tells me this is where I'm meant to be
We welcome sinners and we love our Saints
We'll get ya lit up on some hand grenades
Wherever we end up
You know it's gonna be a party like you've never seen
It's Friday night in New Orleans

On the 4th block is where the sun rises
On the 7th block it gets hot
And Bourbon Heat's the spot to meet
If you don't want the party to stop

And when the 2nd line goes marching
You'll feel it in the air
There's a spirit here, man it's so clear
It ain't like anywhere

That's why I'm singing at these downtown bars
The Big Easy really stole my heart
Yeah there's something 'bout a Fleur de lis
That tells me this is where I'm meant to be
We welcome sinners and we love our Saints
We'll get ya lit up on some hand grenades
Wherever we end up
You know it's gonna be a party like you've never seen
It's Friday night in New Orleans

Laissez le bons temps rouler
We let the good times roll every day

That's why I'm singing at these downtown bars
The Big Easy really stole my heart
Yeah there's something 'bout a Fleur de lis
That tells me this is where I'm meant to be
We welcome sinners and we love our Saints
We'll get ya lit up on some hand grenades
Wherever we end up
You know it's gonna be a party like you've never seen
It's Friday night in New Orleans

It's Friday night in New Orleans



Credits
Writer(s): Levin Fairchild
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