The Day It Snows On Christmas

There'll be no crazy down on Bourbon Street The second line is gonna lose the beat They won't be having fun at Mardi Gras And all the Cajuns going to move to Arkansas Yeah, the alligator's going to fly And doubloons will rain from the sky And the Pontchartrain will freeze, and we all are gonna skate The day it snows on Christmas, yeah In New Orleans, the day it snows on Christmas, yeah, yeah There'll be no flavor to the beans and rice And Mr. Emeril will forget the spice Well, let me tell you 'bout the odds of that Just like trying to hold the mighty Mississippi back Yeah, the alligator's going to fly And doubloons will rain from the sky And the Pontchartrain will freeze, and we all are gonna skate The day it snows on Christmas, yeah In New Orleans, the day it snows on Christmas, yeah, yeah Don't take no skis down to the levee Don't take no sleigh down to Monkey Hill, no, no Santa ain't bringing no snow this year And he never will The coffee won't have any chicory The moss will fall right off the live oak tree Tchoupitoulas won't have one pothole And the saints'll go marching to the Super Bowl Yeah, the alligator's gone to fly And doubloons will fall from the sky And the Pontchartrain will freeze, and we all are gonna skate The day it snows on Christmas, yeah In New Orleans, the day it snows on Christmas day I can't wait The day it snows on Christmas, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Mm-mm Merry Christmas, y'all