Gary "U.S." Bonds - New Orleans Lyrics

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New Orleans

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What Are The Lyrics For New Orleans By Gary "U.S." Bonds?
I said hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said hey, hey, hey, yeah)
I said hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said hey, hey, hey, yeah) Oh c'mon everybody, take a trip with me Well, down the Mississippi down to New Orleans They got the honeysuckle growing on the honeysuckle vine And love is a-blooming there all the time You know every southern belle is a Mississippi Queen Down the Mississippi, down to New Orleans I said hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said hey, hey, hey, yeah) Well, c'mon, take a stroll down to Basin Street And listen to the music with the Dixieland beat Out where the magnolia blossoms, they fill the air Yeah, and if you ain't been to heaven, you been down there They got birch moss hanging from a big oak tree Down the Mississippi, down in New Orleans I said hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said look out, y'all, yeah, yeah, yeah (I said look out, y'all, yeah, yeah, yeah) Well, c'mon everybody, take a trip with me, oooh Well, down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Well, the honeysuckle's blooming on the honeysuckle vine Yeah, and the love is a-blooming there all the time You know, every southern belle is a Mississippi Queen Down the Mississippi, down to New Orleans, yeah-yeah Well, I says a-hey, hey, hey, yeah (said hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said look out, y'all, yeah, yeah, yeah |
Who Wrote New Orleans By Gary "U.S." Bonds?
Joseph F. Royster, Frank J. Guida
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