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New Orleans (Letra)

Rancid

Rancid

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Well I went south
With a case of survival
To amend my heart that’s paper thin

You see I felt her words
and her images filed
I’m gonna carry my heart to New Orleans
I have no home to go
So I wander awhile
From coast to coast
From sin to sin
From the coldest shores
To the warmest islands
Been around the world
Back to New Orleans

Well she’s got pride
Like a million lions
She’s got a scar
on her velvet face
She’s got a smile
like a newborn child
She’s gotta walk,
a Stoic Grace

I never slept that night
Until my arrival
I romanticized a long embrace
You see I lost my tongue
and burned my Bible
But made it back home to New Orleans

Well she’s got pride
Like a million lions
She’s got a scar
on her velvet face
She’s got a smile
like a newborn child
She’s gotta walk
a Stoic Grace

Well I held my breath
and I swam for miles
When all was lost
and hell took place
You see it rained all night
and the city she flooded
It rained all night in New Orleans

Yeah it rained all night in New Orleans
Yeah it rained all night in New Orleans
Yeah it rained all night in New Orleans

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New Orleans (Letra)

Grace

Grace

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GRACE LYRICS
“New Orleans”

Kinda lonely in New Orleans
Play the same old record
Makes me think of when we first met
So I wait ‘til the phone rings
Said you’d call me by the morning
Why you hiding, darling?
What you been up to, I’m bored

I stay up all night, but I need love to keep me kind
I can’t do this anymore, who’s gon’ catch me when I fall?
Why is there love if we born to die?
I need us, keep me high
I can’t do this anymore, will you hold me when I’m gone?
Or when you’re gone?

Oh when you’re gone

I light another Newport cigarette
Take another sip, now you want my lips
Find another way, we gotta switch
I might even leave just to get you pissed
Where is my baby?
I’ve been waiting for you

I stay up all night, but I need love to keep me kind
I can’t do this anymore, who’s gon’ catch me when I fall?
Why is there love if we born to die?
I need us, to keep me high
I can’t do this anymore, will you hold me when I’m gone?
Or when you’re gone

Tired of playing games
All I’m trying to say is all you boys are the same
The way I feel has changed
I don’t know if I could be yours
I don’t play a game
All you boys are the same
Everyone complains
Not anymore
(It’s gotta be, gotta be more)
It’s got to be more

I stay up all night, but I need love to keep me kind
I can’t do this anymore, who’s gon’ catch me when I fall?
Why is there love if we born to die?
I need us, keep me high
I can’t do this anymore, will you hold me when I’m gone?
Or when you’re gone

New Orleans (Letra)

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I said a hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
(i said a 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
Down the mississippi down to new orleans

They got a honeysuckel growing on a honeysuckel vine
And a love is a blooming 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, hey, yeah
(i said a 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
Listin to the music with that dixieland beat
Well the magnolia blossems fill the air
You ain’t been to heaven till you been down there
They got ten vines hanging from a peacock tree
Get outta here jimmy vaughan take it

I said a hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
(i said a 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
Down the mississippi down to new orleans
Well a honeysuckel hanging on a honeysuckel vine
Well love is a blooming there all the time
Every southern bell 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
The magnolia blossems fill the air
Ya ain’t been to heaven till ya been down there
Honeysuckel hanging from a hollow tree
Down the mississippi down to new orleans

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)

New Orleans (Letra)

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(words & music by tepper – bennett)
You’ll never know
What heaven means
Until you’ve been down to new orleans
You ain’t been livin’ till you cuddle and coo
With some black-eyed baby by de old bayou

You’ve never seen
You’ve never seen those cupid doll queens
Like they got ‘em in new orleans
And, ooh, they love you like no-one can
It makes you awful glad that you were born a man.

If-if-if you ain’t been there
Then you ain’t been nowhere
The livin’s lazy and the lovin’s fine
If you feel low down
So help me hannah
You should lose the blues in loui-si-i-si-ana.

Get the lead
Get the lead out of your jeans
And hot foot it down, hot foot down to where?
New orleans
Louisiana baby tells you stay awhile
Live it up, love it up, southern style
Way down in new new orleans.

New Orleans (Letra)

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(words & music by tepper – bennett)
You’ll never know
What heaven means
Until you’ve been down to new orleans
You ain’t been livin’ till you cuddle and coo
With some black-eyed baby by de old bayou

You’ve never seen
You’ve never seen those cupid doll queens
Like they got ‘em in new orleans
And, ooh, they love you like no-one can
It makes you awful glad that you were born a man.

If-if-if you ain’t been there
Then you ain’t been nowhere
The livin’s lazy and the lovin’s fine
If you feel low down
So help me hannah
You should lose the blues in loui-si-i-si-ana.

Get the lead
Get the lead out of your jeans
And hot foot it down, hot foot down to where?
New orleans
Louisiana baby tells you stay awhile
Live it up, love it up, southern style
Way down in new new orleans.

New Orleans (Letra)

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(words & music by tepper – bennett)
You’ll never know
What heaven means
Until you’ve been down to new orleans
You ain’t been livin’ till you cuddle and coo
With some black-eyed baby by de old bayou

You’ve never seen
You’ve never seen those cupid doll queens
Like they got ‘em in new orleans
And, ooh, they love you like no-one can
It makes you awful glad that you were born a man.

If-if-if you ain’t been there
Then you ain’t been nowhere
The livin’s lazy and the lovin’s fine
If you feel low down
So help me hannah
You should lose the blues in loui-si-i-si-ana.

Get the lead
Get the lead out of your jeans
And hot foot it down, hot foot down to where?
New orleans
Louisiana baby tells you stay awhile
Live it up, love it up, southern style
Way down in new new orleans.

New Orleans (Letra)

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(guida/rovstar)

I said a hey hey hey yeah
I said a hey hey hey yeah
C’mon everybody take a trip with me

Way down to mississippi down to new orleans
Where the honeysuckle’s bloomin’ on the honeysuckle vine
And love is bloomin’ there all the time every southern belle
Is a mississippi queen down the mississippi down in new orleans oww

I said a hey hey hey yeah
I said a hey hey hey yeah
Well c’mon take a stroll down on basin street
An’ listen to the music with the dixieland beat
Where the magnolia blossoms they fill the air
And if you ain’t been to heaven then you ain’t been there
You got french moss hanging from a big oak tree
Down the mississippi down to new orleans

I said a hey hey hey yeah i said a look out child yeah yeah yeah
C’mon everybody take a trip with me

Way down to mississippi down to new orleans
Where the honeysuckle’s bloomin’ on the honeysuckle vine
And love is bloomin’ there all the time every southern belle
Is a mississippi queen down the mississippi down in new orleans oww

I said a hey hey hey yeah i said a look out child yeah yeah yeah
C’mon everybody take a trip with me

New Orleans (Letra)

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(mark d. sanders/bob dipiero/steve seskin)

He was twenty-five, she was twenty-eight
He was home grown country, she’d just pulled off the interstate
She bought a dr. pepper, ten dollars worth of gas
She was ovbiously lost but too afraid to ask directions
So he offered her a smile and a stick of beech nut gum
He said where you headed to girl, where are you coming from
She said

New orleans but that’s another story
New orleans that’s another time
That’s another town, that’s another life

First she stayed a day then she stayed a week
Couple of months later they were living on his parent’s street
He worked the station and she worked the store
And then they had a baby and
Then they had one more little jesse

When she dropped the kids off at the mother’s day out
All the ladies had their questions
But they knew not to ask about

New orleans but that’s another story
New orleans that’s another time
That’s another town, that’s another life

Wednesday night supper at the first baptist church
Stranger standin’ in the doorway
As they’re passin’ out the dessert
He said go on and pack your bags
Cause i’m here to take you home
I’m goin’ back to louisiana
And woman i ain’t gonna go with out you

There’s a few defining moments in every person’s life
When you know what you’ve done wrong
And you know what you’ve done right
And before the congregation and her husband and her kids
She says, "how dare you even speak to me
After everything you did"…in

New orleans but that’s another story
New orleans that’s another time
That’s another town, that’s another life

That’s another town, that’s another life

New Orleans (Letra)

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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