Vic Bell - Way Down In Old New Orleans lyrics

Way Down In Old New Orleans

Lazy river, city of pleasure
Bright lights and promises and dreams
Just get a ticket on a south bound plane
And go down to old New Orleans

Easy women, need to pretending
Seems they don't know right from wrong
Take them with your money boys or take them with a song
Way down in old New Orleans

Days of leisure, time has no measure
Dress for the evening cabaret
Then Sunday morning coffe on a sidewalk French cafe
Way down in old New Orleans