New Orleans

Well, c'mon everybody take a trip with me, Well, down the Mississippi, down to New Orleans. I got my honeysuckle blooming' on the honeysuckle vine, An' the love is blooming' there all the time. You know, every southern belle is a Mississippi queen, Down the Mississippi, down in New Orleans. I said, "A-hey! hey-ay, hey-yeah." (I said, "A-hey, hey-ay, hey-yeah.) I said, "A-hey! A-hey! Hey! Yeah!" (I said, "A-hey! A-hey. Hey. Yeah.") Well, c'mon take a stroll down to Basin Street, An' listen to the music with the Dixieland beat. Ah, well, the magnolia blossoms, they fill the air. Yeah! If you ain't been to heaven, then you ain't been there. They got French Moss hangin' from a big oak tree, Down the Mississippi, down in New Orleans. I said, "A-hey! Hey-ay, hey-yeah." (I said, "A-hey, hey-ay, hey-yeah.) I said, "A-look out chil', yay-yay-eeyay-yeah." (I said, "A-look out chil', yay-yay-eeyay-yeah.") Well, c'mon everybody take a trip with me, Well, down the Mississippi, down to New Orleans. Well, the honeysuckle bloomin' on the honeysuckle vine, Yee-ah. An' the love is bloomin' there all the time. You know, every southern belle is a Mississippi queen, Down the Mississippi, down in New Orleans. Hey, a-hey!