New Orleans

Come on I'm goin' down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine I'm goin' down to New Orleans and leavin' all of the rest behind Headin' south from Detroit I got Cajun cookin' on my mind When I get to New Orleans someone gonna treat me right Uh in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right I'll be high 10 Rollin' till the early morning break in light A jambalaya and a crawfish pie gonna start my day But when the sun goes down we gonna "bon temps roulez" Hey I'm goin' down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine I'm goin' down to New Orleans where the stars on the sidewalk shine Burnin' through Mississippi with the Big Easy on my mind When I get to New Orleans someone gonna treat me right Yeah in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right And I'm gonna party like the devil if the Neville brothers play tonight Jambalaya and a crawfish pie gonna make my day Down on the Bayou singing Hey Pocky Way bon temps roulez I'm goin' down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine Down in New Orleans good peoples they's hard to find I bet he's making gumbo and drinkin' homemade wine A jukebox shakin' and breakin' down in New Orleans I'll be the highest hillbilly that Bourbon Street has ever seen Oh yeah, yeah I'm goin' down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine I'm goin' down to New Orleans and leavin' all of this behind If the good Lord's willing and the rivers don't start to rise And when I get to New Orleans someone's gonna treat me right Said in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right All the cats in the cradle gonna rock this cat tonight Oh hey A jukebox shakin' and breakin' down in New Orleans And if you're payin' for fun a french quarters really all you need Down to New Orleans I'm going Down to New Orleans Down to New Orleans Down to New Orleans [Repeat] Going down, down Down, down down tonight [Repeat]