well i went south with a case of survival
to amend my heart thaps paper thin
you see i felt her words and her images filed
i'm gonna carry my hearts to new orleans
i have no home to go so i wander awhile
from coast to coast from sin to sin
from the coldest shores to the warmest island
been around the world back to new orleans
we'll she's got pride like a million lions
she's got a scars on her velvet face
she's got a smile like a newborn child
she's gotta walk a stoic grace
i never slept that night until my arrival
i romanticizied a long embrace
you see i lost my tongue and burned my bible
but i made it back home to new orleans
we'll she's got pride like a million lions
she's got a scars on her velvet face
she's got a smile like a newborn child
she's gotta walk a stoic grace
when i held my breath and i swam for miles
when all was lost and hell took place
you see it rained all night and the city she flooded it
rained all night in new orleans
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