Post lyrics to your favorite New Orleans song.

[scottmandue]

DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO MISS NEW ORLEANS
(Louis Alter / Eddie DeLange)

Louis Armstrong - 1947
Billie Holiday - 1947
Eddie Condon - 1951
Fats Domino - 1958
Jonah Jones - 1958
Pete Fountain - 1959
Ricky Nelson - 1960
Al Hirt - 1962
Dardanelle - 1985
Alliance Hall Dixieland Band - 1988
Harry Connick Jr. - 1988
Alison Krauss - 1989
Yoshio Toyama & Don Sutton - 1994
Martin Taylor & Chet Atkins - 1995
Tara Darnell - 1996
Janet Carroll - 2000
Manhattan Transfer - 2000
Suede - 2001
Victoria Williams - 2002
Also recorded by: Nat King Cole; Rosemary Clooney;
Four Vagabonds; Frankie Laine; Lee Wiley.


Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
And miss it each night and day
I know I'm not wrong, the feeling's getting stronger
The longer I stay away

Miss the moss-covered vines, tall sugar pines
Where mockingbirds used to sing
I'd love to see that old lazy Mississippi
Hurrying into Spring

The moonlight on the bayou
A Creole tune that fills the air
I dream about magnolias in bloom
And I'm wishin I was there

Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
When that's where you left your heart
And there's one thing more, I miss the one I care for
More than I miss New Orleans

[scottmandue]

Billie Holiday's version:

Do you know what is means to miss New Orleans
I miss it, each night and day
The longer I stay away
Miss the moist covered vines
The tall sugar pines
Where mocking birds use to sing
And I like to see the lazy Mississippi
Are hurrying to spring
The Mardi Gras memories
Of creol tunes that fill the air
I dream of oleanders in June
And soon I'm wishing that I was there
Do you know what is means to miss New Orleans
And there is something more
I miss the one I care for
More than I miss New Orle

[ckissick]

Does this count?

Busted, down on Bourbon Street,
Set up, like a bowling pin,
Knocked down, it gets to wearin' thin
They just won't let you be

A lot of folks in New Orleans would like to get Truckin right about now.

[Hetmann]

Oh I wish I was in New Orleans
I can see it in my dreams
On and on down Boubon Street
A bottle and my friends and me...

[techweenie]

Not to forget:

"When The Levee Breaks"

If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break,
When The Levee Breaks I'll have no place to stay.

Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan,
Got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home,
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well.

Don't it make you feel bad
When you're tryin' to find your way home,
You don't know which way to go?
If you're goin' down South
They go no work to do,
If you don't know about Chicago.

Cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,
Now, cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,
When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move.

All last night sat on the levee and moaned,
Thinkin' about me baby and my happy home.
Going, going to Chicago... Going to Chicago... Sorry but I can't take you...
Going down... going down now... going down....

[tabs]

How bout.....Randy Newmans ....I LOVE LA.....

[turbocarrera]

Bourbon Blues on the street
Loose and complete
Under skies so smokey blue-green
I can't forsake, a dixie dead shake
So we dance the sidewalks clean

My memory is muddy, whats this river that I'm in
New Orleans is sinkin' man and I don't wanna swim

Colonel Tom, whats wrong, whats goin' on
Can't tie yourself up for a deal
He said hey north, your south, shut your big mouth
You gotta do what you feel is real
Ain't got no picture postcards. ain't got no souveniers
My baby, she don't know me when I'm thinkin' bout' those years.

Pale as a lightbulb, hangin' on a wire
Suckin' up to someone just to stoke the fire
Pickin; out the highlights of the scenery
Saw a little cloud it looked a little like me
I had my hands in the river, my feet back up on the bank
Looked up to the Lord above and said Hey man thanks
Sometimes I feel so good I gotta scream
She said Gordie baby I know exactly whatcha mean
She said. She said. I swear to God she said
Ahhhhh....No....
Ohhhhh....Yeah!

My memory is muddy whats this river that I'm in
New orleans is sinkin' man and I don't wanna swim

Swim!

[nostatic]

PEARL OF THE QUARTER
On the water down in New Orleans
My baby's the pearl of the quarter
She's a charmer like you never seen
Singing voulez vous
Where the sailor spend his hard-earned pay
Red beans and rice for a quarter
You can see her almost any day
singing voulez vous
CHORUS:
And if you hear from my Louise
Won't you tell her I love her so
Please make it clear
When her day is done
She got a place to go

I walked alone down the miracle mile
I met my baby by the shine of the martyr
She stole my heart with her Cajun smile
Singing voulez vous
She loved the million dollar words I say
She loved the candy and the flowers that I bought her
She said she loved me and was on her way
Singing voulez vous

CHORUS

[dad911]

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk


Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

[Tricky D]

From a band called The Tragically Hip:

New Orleans is sinking, man
And I don't want to swim

[turbocarrera]

Originally posted by Tricky D
From a band called The Tragically Hip:

New Orleans is sinking, man
And I don't want to swim

No way!

[Mule]

Louisiana 1927, Randy Newman

What has happened down here is the wind have changed
Clouds roll in from the north and it started to rain
Rained real hard and rained for a real long time
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangeline

The river rose all day
The river rose all night
Some people got lost in the flood
Some people got away alright
The river have busted through cleard down to Plaquemines
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangelne


CHORUS
Louisiana, Louisiana
They're tyrin' to wash us away
They're tryin' to wash us away
Louisiana, Louisiana
They're tryin' to wash us away
They're tryin' to wash us away

President Coolidge came down in a railroad train
With a little fat man with a note-pad in his hand
The President say, "Little fat man isn't it a shame what the river has done
To this poor crackers land."

[greglepore]

The '27 flood was particularly savage, because it was caused by NO bankers etc intentionally breaching a levee to relieve pressure, causing flooding of the folks outside of the city. They promised reparations, and didn't pay.

I love the song, however.

[Mule]

Sorry Greg, in 27 the flood was from OK to W. VA. La got the worst of it.

[john walker's workshop]

bob dylan, down in the flood.

Crash on the levee, mama
Water's gonna overflow
Swamp's gonna rise
No boat's gonna row
Now, you can train on down
To Williams Point
You can bust your feet
You can rock this joint
But oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now ?
You're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.

Now, don't you try an' move me
You're just gonna lose
There's a crash on the levee
And mama, you've been refused
Well, it's sugar for sugar
And salt for salt
If you go down in the flood
It's gonna be your own fault
Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now ?
You're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.

Well, that high tide's risin'
Mama, don't you let me down
Pack up your suitcase
Mama, don't you make a sound
Now, it's king for king
Queen for queen
It's gonna be the meanest flood
That anybody's seen
Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now ?
You're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.

[billwagnon]

Good songs, but Katrina and the Waves are gettin' all the attention.

[Gene-o]

Sort of New Orleans song and I just know the refrain by heart:

Good Mornin' America! How Are Ya?
Don't ya know me, I'm yer native son.
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans.
I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done...

Gene-o