Текст (слова) песни: Tom Waits - I Wish I Was in New Orleans
Well, I wish I was in New Orleans, I can see it in my dreams, Arm-in-arm down Burgundy, a bottle and my friends and me Hoist up a few tall cool ones, play some pool and listen To that tenor saxophone calling me home And I can hear the band begin "When the Saints Go Marching In", And by the whiskers on my chin, New Orleans, I`ll be there I`ll drink you under the table, be red-nosed, go for walks, The old haunts what I wants is red beans and rice And wear the dress I like so well, and meet me at the old saloon, Make sure that there`s a Dixie moon, New Orleans, I`ll be there And deal the cards roll the dice, if it ain`t that old Chuck E. Weiss, And Claiborne Avenue, me and you Sam Jones and all And I wish I was in New Orleans, `cause I can see it in my dreams, Arm-in-arm down Burgundy, a bottle and my friends and me New Orleans, I`ll be there
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