Down in New Orleans

– This is a song I used to sing when playing at the farmer’s market with the Loose Acoustic Trio.

There’s a place called Crescent City
Where the jazz will make you giddy
Southern girls sure are pretty
Down in New Orleans

Rockin’ to a rumba beat
Is honeysuckle sweet
Best bowl of gumbo you’ll ever eat is
Down in New Orleans

When I hear that slide trombone
It feels like going home
Add a little saxophone
And, yes, yes, yes

Everyone becomes your friend
When you hear the band begin
When the Saints Go Marching In
Down in New Orleans

Magnolia blossoms fill the air
Ragtime rhythm everywhere
You can find some good times there
Down in New Orleans

Underneath a Dixie moon
Mockingbirds start to croon
A syncopated tune
Down in New Orleans

When I hear that slide trombone
It feels like going home
Add a little saxophone
And, yes, yes, yes

Way down yonder is where it’s at
If you like to get tight like that
Forget the words, you can always scat
Down in New Orleans

So, c’mon brother, grab your grip
We’re gonna take that trip
To the mouth of the Mississip
Down in New Orleans

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