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The Band

Down South In New Orleans

 

Down South In New Orleans

(album: The Last Waltz - 2002)


[Robertson:] We're gonna bring out another friend of ours now
To do this tune with Mac; Bobby Charles
Great, great, great song writer, Bobby Charles

[Robertson:] He wrote “See Ya Later Alligator”

Down south in New Orleans,
The prettiest girls I've ever seen.
Sparkling eyes, lips so sweet,
we make love to the Rumba beat.
Ship's at anchor, my suitcase packed,
Got a one way ticket, ain't coming back.
Life's a pleasure, and love's a dream,
Down south in New Orleans.

My dark eyed baby, I'm on my way,
Back into your arms to stay.
I'm tired of work, I wanna play.
I'll make sweet love to you night and day.

Down south in New Orleans,
The prettiest girls I've ever seen.
Sparkling eyes, lips so sweet,
we make love to the Rumba beat.
Ship's at anchor, my suitcase packed,
I got a one way ticket, ain't coming back.
Life's a pleasure, love's a dream,
Down south in New Orleans.

I want to get too loose, on Toulose Street,
I wanna kiss all the Creole girls I see.
Drink all day, dance all night.
Do it wrong, 'til I do it right.

Down south in New Orleans,
The prettiest girls I've ever seen.
Sparkling eyes, lips so sweet,
we make love to the Rumba beat.
Ship's at anchor, my suitcase packed,
Got a one way ticket, ain't coming back.
Life's a pleasure, love's a dream,
Down south in New Orleans.

[Robertson:] Mac Rebennack and Bobby Charles.

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