I Wish I Was In New Orleans

Well I wish I was in New Orleans

I can see it in my dreams

Arm in arm down Burgundy

A bottle and my friends and me

Hoist up a few tall cool ones

Play some pool and listen to that

Tenor saxaphone calling me home

And I can hear the band begin

When The Saints Go Marching In

By the whiskers on my chin

New Orleans I'll be there

I'll drink you under the table

Be red nose go for walks

The old haunts what I wants

Is red beans and rice

And wear the dress I like so well

Meet me at the old saloon

Make sure there's a Dixie moon

New Orleans I'll be there

And deal the cards roll the dice

If it ain't that ole Chuck E. Weiss

And Clayborn Avenue me and you

Sam Jones and all

And I wish I was in New Orleans

I can see it in my dreams

Arm in arm down Burgundy

A bottle and my friends and me

New Orleans I'll be there