New Orleans
In New Orleans
There's a gambling man
With an all over tan
New Orleans
It's twenty four hour drinks
As the barman plays The Kinks
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
In New Orleans
Let's corkage the wine
It's carnival time
In New Orleans
It's the Big Easy Stars
At the Mardi Gras
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
Violent crime and poverty
Your last bounce for the week
Checkpoints over Christmas
During late night hour treats
Performing in my brass band
We'll, it makes you who you are
I'm off to Central City
To join the Mardi Gras
But I've never been
So, I've never seen
The sights and the sounds
Of New Orleans
In New Orleans
There's a gambling man
With an all over tan
In New Orleans
There's a house on the hill
The rising sun killed
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same song
Swear I've heard
The same song
Swear I've heard
The same song all along
There's a gambling man
With an all over tan
New Orleans
It's twenty four hour drinks
As the barman plays The Kinks
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
In New Orleans
Let's corkage the wine
It's carnival time
In New Orleans
It's the Big Easy Stars
At the Mardi Gras
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
Violent crime and poverty
Your last bounce for the week
Checkpoints over Christmas
During late night hour treats
Performing in my brass band
We'll, it makes you who you are
I'm off to Central City
To join the Mardi Gras
But I've never been
So, I've never seen
The sights and the sounds
Of New Orleans
In New Orleans
There's a gambling man
With an all over tan
In New Orleans
There's a house on the hill
The rising sun killed
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same old, the same old song
And I could be wrong
But I swear I've heard
The same song
Swear I've heard
The same song
Swear I've heard
The same song all along
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Green
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