New Orleans

Meg Braun

She went to sleep on a Chicago Sunday, woke up on a Louisiana Monday
In the car of this man she just met
She said it was easy to live that life behind after that last bottle of wine,
Let’s celebrate starting clean in New Orleans, New Orleans

He convinced her with a simple smile through the summer Chicago sunbeams
Saying darlin’ I can feel your heart’s broken beat
Come with me where the heat will soothe it, where the rhythm of the soul runs free
Won’t you come with me to New Orleans, New Orleans

He said I know a place where the whiskey’s cheap and we can sway all night to a gentle beat
Aren’t you ready to do a little dancin’
Well I’ve come this far, she replied, get me out of this old Yankee bar
I think I’ll find another dream in New Orleans, New Orleans

She thanked the stranger for the ride, she walked off with a brand new stride
To the first sound of music that she heard, she danced and swayed to that southern beat
Cause she knew she was finally free to find her own way in New Orleans, New Orleans

She went to sleep on a Chicago Sunday, woke up on a Louisiana Monday….